"Please help cut the steak, thank you."
The waiter was speechless.
I couldn't help but look at Chloe. Her face was pale, and she looked as if a great wrong had befallen her.
Since the customer had voiced his request, and there was no reason not to do so, the waiter smiled and did as he was asked to.
The atmosphere instantly turned tense and awkward.
As if oblivious to everyone else, Hendrix placed a piece of steak in front of me and gently said, "Eat. Don't zone out."
I nodded and came back to my senses.
Anne looked at me, then looked at Chloe. Who knew what was going on in her little mind?
Suddenly, she asked, "Mr. Saunders, don't you love this aunty?"
I almost spat my mouthful of water. Why was this child so direct?
Chloe's face was ashen. She lowered her gaze and bit her lips. She looked terribly embarrassed, but still mustered a smile on her face.
Josiah raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you know what love is?"
Anne nodded and said, "Uncle Aaron told me that if a man loves a lady, he will attend to her needs personally, just like how Mr. Roberts loves Mommy. He always takes care of Mommy by cutting steak for her, cooking for her, and often calling Mommy out of concern for her."
I...
Aaron really taught her something
When Hendrix heard this, he smirked, "Your uncle is really observant."
Hah!
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