Chapter 1371


    Arabe grinned, “Grandpa, are you implying I''m a big eater?"


    "It''s a hearty appetite, my dear. It cheers me up to see you enjoying your food,’ Darren replied with a


    twinkle in his eye, "Tonight, let''s dig in again for somete-night snacks."


    Serena, overhearing the conversation, felt a pang of difort. Had Grandpa and Arabe had a


    midnight feastst night without inviting her?


    That was just ying favorites!


    "Grandpa, now that you''re on the mend, are you sure you should be eating fried chicken?" Serena


    asked with feigned concern.


    “Of course! We''ve got Dr. Be here. If she says I can eat it, then there''s no problem,’ Darren chuckled


    merrily. As the servants brought in the meal, he eagerly presented each dish to Arabe.


    Eunice offered Arabe a bowl of soothing almond and bird''s nest pudding. “Try this, it''s cooling and


    moisturizing, perfect for beauty and wellness."


    "This cheesy omelette is pretty good too; Bard suggested.


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    "I think these are the best! Give them a try, even just a bite."


    Seeing everyone fuss over Arabe, Serena couldn''t help feeling even more sour. "Grandpa, are those


    good? I want to try one too!"


    But with the chef having prepared only three, and Darren having already enjoyed two, only one was


    left.


    "It''s just one left” Darren had already ced thest one on Arabe''s te when he turned to a


    servant and asked, "Do we have any more in the kitchen?"


    “The chef only made three, as we never repeat breakfast dishes and had them yesterday. I remember


    Serena didn''t fancy them much back then."


    So, only three were made.


    "That was a long time ago" Serena said, her difort apparent. "Then I''ll try this cheesy omelette


    that Uncle Bard mentioned."


    But Bard had already served the cheesy omelette to Arabe, looking surprised as he asked, "Serena,


    I thought you didn''t like cheesy omelettes."


    “It''s just been so long, I''ve forgotten how they taste. I just wanted to try again. It''s okay, Arabe can


    have it. I''ll have something else."


    Serena''s words made the three adults present sense her mood. She seemed to be taking things to


    heart.


    Always regal andmanding, Eunice exuded an air of nobility, embodying the poise of a powerful


    woman.


    "If Serena wants more, just have the kitchen make some, Eunice said decisively. Then turning to


    Arabe, "You eat now, and we''ll have the chef prepare some for Serenater."


    "No need, Serena said with a strained smile. "This is plenty for me."


    The servants were in a bind. Should they instruct the kitchen to make more or not?


    Serena seemed upset, her feelings hurt. But once food had been ced in Arabe’s bowl, it couldn''t


    be taken back. After all, Serena wouldn''t want it if it had been removed.


    “Today''s breakfast oversight was on me for not instructing the kitchen to prepare a little extra” Eunice


    admitted.


    “If you think this is enough, then tomorrow we''ll make sure they cook more of what you like. Just let the


    kitchen know in advance."


    "Thanks, Aunt Eunice." Serena suddenly stuck out her tongue in a mischievous smile. "Don''t be so


    worried. I''m not picky. Just being able to sit and eat with you all is enough for me. It''s just a pie. I


    couldn''t possibly fight with my sister over it.”


    Eunice wasn''t fooled by her niece’s yful facade, but Bard and Darren, less attuned to subtleties,


    thought Serena was just being yful, teasing them.


    Darrenughed, “I thought you were so stingy that you''d fight your sister over a pie. When did you


    be such a tease? Eat up while it''s hot. My heart, having just recovered, can barely handle the


    suspense."