Lilly patted Josh’s shoulders, “Young man, don’t give up!
“I’m not a young man,” Josh answered dejectedly.
“Kiddo, don’t give up!” Lilly said again.
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About an hour later, Old Mrs. Crawford shouted from downstairs, "The food is ready! Come down quickly! Lilly, Drake, Josh, Zachary, Hannah!”
The sound of the children upstairs could be heard.
The one who was running was definitely Lilly. The one who was dilly-dallying was Zachary.
Hannah was doing her homework in her room.
She looked up pitifully, “Daddy, can we eat first?”
Liam was silent as he stood by what he said. He would not allow her to leave for anything unless she had finished her homework.
Hannah was spoiled by Winona. She was already in kindergarten but couldn’t even read a word.
Two of Anthony’s children were top students. Lilly was also smart and clever. Liam felt pressured as a father because one of his children was dim-witted and another one was addicted to video games.
Hannah cried, “I’m only in kindergarten. Why do I have to do homework? Other kids don't need to do that.”
“Don’t compare,” Liam said without any expression. He was impatient from waiting for Hannah to finish her homework.
Hannah wanted to go eat with Lilly.
Liam didn’t budge although he was hungry too. Hannah had no choice but to do her homework while crying.
Meanwhile, Ashley came upstairs with a big bouquet. Her footsteps were light like a spirit.
She passed by Hannah’s room and secretly peeked inside.
After observing for a while, she got bored and moved to another room to set down the flowers. She also took the chance to snoop in the other rooms.
The dining room downstairs was bustling with a lively atmosphere.
The people felt suffocated as they saw the few dishes Blake brought in.
Only the poached chicken was fine as it was the easiest to cook.
Old Mrs. Crawford was disgusted by the omelet as it was runny when she scooped it.
“This… this is..”
“I’ve tasted it, it’s delicious even though it doesn’t look good.”
“Urgh… And this is it?” Old Mrs. Crawford picked up a large piece of gray-coloured food.
“Eggplant,” Blake answered.
Old Mrs. Crawford decided not to dwell on the appearance but…
“Why don’t you cut it?” She asked.
Blake felt strange, “I had cut it.”
I cut it evenly in two halves.
The Crawford family was speechless.
Anthony chuckled and picked up a piece, “It’s pretty good.”
Everyone could get a piece, it’s fair. Hope that Blake can do a better job next time.
Edward stared at the eggplant and muttered, “We must also let Liam have a taste of this delicious eggplant.”
Gilbert kept smiling, “It’s such a pity that other people who were absent missed out on such delicious eggplant. Next time, we must make it again for them."
Blake nodded, "Alright."
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