Qiana said softly, "Montez, Yesseca made this specifically for you, you should take it. It's handmade, so it can't be kept for that long. If you don't eat it now, it will go bad."
After finishing her words, she opened the box and took out a cookie. "Didn't I tell you that you must obey your elders? No matter if it's your dad or Yesseca, you must respect and obey them."
Montez bit his lower lip. He then said, "Mom, you're so kind to Yesseca."
If she was so kind to Yesseca, why did she have to kneel before Yesseca?
Montez couldn't figure it out.
He really couldn't figure it out.
There was a knot in his heart just thinking about it. Montez could not think clearly.
Upon thinking about it, he felt very uncomfortable.
When Qiana saw that Montez did not want to take the cookies, she put one close to his mouth and said, "Montez, try one."
When the cookie reached his mouth, Montez had to open it.
As soon as the cookie entered his mouth, there was a strange taste, but after a while, it tasted very good.
Just like that, Qiana fed all the cookies to Montez.
After eating everything, Montez was full. He could not eat dinner.
At dinner, Montez ate very little. Madam Quartley asked him what was wrong.
Qiana smiled and said to Madam Quartley, "Miss Cowell made some cookies for Montez. He ate too much, that's why he's full. It's okay if children don't eat dinner once in a while."
When Madam Quartley heard that it was Yesseca who had made the cookies, she snorted coldly. "She's making cookies for him now! She's such a pretender."
Qiana said in a gentle voice, "Madam Quartley, Miss Cowell did this out of kindness. I think she treats Montez well because she's kind."
Madam Quartley said, "She is good to Montez because of Tremaine! She is not his biological mother, why would she treat him well?"
After saying that, Madam Quartley looked at Qiana. "You treat Montez the best, because you're his biological mother." While Madam Quartley and Qiana were talking, Tremaine was eating the mousse cake that Yesseca made for him.
It was in the shape of a heart.
Tremaine did not particularly enjoy it.
He really didn't understand who had invented all these sweet desserts!
It was disgusting!
Under Yesseca's expectant gaze, Tremaine had no choice but to eat it.
When he finished eating the mousse cake, Yesseca's eyes immediately lit up and she asked, "How is it? Does it taste good?"
Recently, she had become addicted to baking.
Like all those who learned baking, they couldn't wait to share the food they made with the whole world. Watching others enjoy their food would bring them a surge of happiness.
"It doesn't taste good." Tremaine said directly, "It's very bad."
Yesseca was taken aback.
Her eyes dimmed. "How can it not be delicious? I spent a lot of time making it. I've been making this cake all day. I tried a bit, and I think it's nice..."
Seeing how aggrieved Yesseca was, Tremaine felt pity for her.
What he couldn't stand the most was Yesseca's pitiful appearance, which almost melted his heart.
Tremaine immediately said, "Silly, I'm just kidding. It's delicious."
"Really?"
"Yes, really," Tremaine said seriously.
Yesseca immediately smiled.
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