"At that time, I had already planned to pick it up and eat it when someone suddenly grabbed my hand."
"It was a youth dressed in extremely fancy and gorgeous clothes, about the same age as me. I had only ever seen such attire on nobles."
"But he was completely different from me at that time, full of confidence, and he curiously asked me why I wanted to eat that dirty piece of bread."
"That was your father!"
Joyce looked at Lis and said softly.
Well, I never expected him to be a person who doesn't eat the commoners' food!
But it seemed like that was how my father and Uncle Joyce must have met.
"At that moment, my brain was a mess, and I was too nervous to say anything. Seeing me like this, Brandon simply took my hand and led me home."
