<h4>Chapter 234: Chapter 234: A Frightening Meal</h4>


    Slender, beautiful fingers set off the gleaming knife and fork, the still moment like a beautiful and artistic painting.


    Scarlett didn’t even see how he moved.


    Just in the blink of an eye, the fork aimed at his facended on a te.


    Matthew Saxon stabbed a piece of tender and crispy fried fish with that fork and ced it in Scarlett’s bowl.


    He slightly curled his lips in a smile as he met her stunned, somewhat dazed expression and said gently, "Scarlett, eat more fish; it can boost your brainpower."


    This gentle gaze, this thoughtful action, these caring words...


    Everything seemed so wonderful.


    However, thatst sentence turned all the false warmth back to its true form.


    Scarlett lowered her head, staring at the fragrant fish in her bowl, his words echoing in her ears, suggesting it would boost her brainpower, and she couldn’t help but want to bite him fiercely.


    Damn Matthew Saxon, was he indirectly saying she wasn’t smart enough?


    He seemed to always love calling her stupid or a fool; in his eyes, she was always just a silly fool, wasn’t she?


    He always liked looking at her with the same gaze one would use for idiots.


    Because he thought she was dumb, he loved to tease her, like teasing a kitten or puppy, just for his amusement.


    The more Scarlett thought about it, the more she felt this person was simply extremely hateful.


    She secretly and viciously thought, why didn’t the fork and knife stab his face just now?


    Such a pity, truly such a pity.


    She stared at the fish in the bowl for a while, then looked up at Matthew Saxon, squeezing out two insincere words, "Thank you."


    "Girl, why are you being polite with me?"


    Matthew Saxon reached out a big hand, ignoring the cold light in her eyes, pinched her face, and said even more gently, "You should eat the fish while it’s hot; if it gets cold, it’ll taste fishy. Didn’t you say you’re hungry? Eat quickly, and once you’re done, I’ll take you somewhere nice."


    As he said the words ’somewhere nice’, his fox-like slender eyes lifted, looking in another direction, "Indeed, the old man is getting old;st year when you threw things over, you had much more strength than now. You should eat something to fill your belly, replenish your strength, and then I’ll y with you."


    This time, an even bigger and sharper knife flew over...


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    Scarlett found this meal excruciating.


    Though the delicious food on the table deeply attracted her, making the gluttonous worms in her stomach squirm, facing an environment where she risked being hit by "unknown objects" from time to time, even the most delicious things in front of her wouldn’t make her feel like enjoying it.


    At the dining table, the grandfather and grandson pair interacted in a mode that was unique and unlike ordinary people.


    If it wasn’t for how much this grandfather-grandson pair resembled each other, Scarlett wouldn’t believe that this old and young duo were truly a family.


    She saw such a thing for the first time.


    The elder doesn’t act like an elder, and the junior doesn’t act like a junior.


    Yet, apart from her look of surprise, everyone else in the dining room seemed ustomed to it, even adding new items for Ian Dous to throw after he ran out.


    Several times, Scarlett’s heart skipped a beat, feeling she nearly got stabbed by those unknown objects.


    But each time, a pair of hands timely blocked her front.


    This meal left asting impression on Scarlett.