The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1367

"Grandpa, ladies and gentlemen, dinner's almost ready." At that moment, Wendy stepped out from the kitchen, donned in an expensive designer dress covered by a red apron. Noticing Damon a tad too late, she greeted him with a hint of nervous shyness.

Presley was the first to break the silence, "We're just in time for dinner. Let's eat first."

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In the dining room, everyone was eating in silence, the atmosphere still heavy. Upon noticing this, Presley's face turned serious.

Perhaps trying to lighten the mood, Wendy suddenly placed a piece of roast chicken on Presley's plate. Then she said, chuckling, "Grandpa, this chicken's been roasting for a while now. Just one sniff will have your mouth watering. Give it a try."

Presley glanced at the roast chicken in front of him and nodded with a smile, "You sure know how to cheer people up. Seems like everyone thinks I've lived too long, always taking jabs at me!"

Elizabeth, sitting to the side, arched her eyebrows, gripping her fork a little tighter.

"Grandpa, you're overthinking. Ask anyone here, who doesn't wish for you to live long?" Wendy said.

Presley didn't say anything.

Wendy laughed awkwardly, turning her gaze to Damon who had been ignoring her the whole time. She bit her lip lightly, and carefully placed a piece of fish on Damon's plate.

Damon paused for a moment, silently looking at the fish in front of him.

"Damon, this fish stew is amazing. I stood watch in the kitchen the whole time. It was cooked to perfection and the soup is really fresh." Wendy said, "And this shrimp is delicious too, especially with the special sauce."

Seeing that Damon didn't reject her initial serving, Wendy mustered up the courage to peel a shrimp, dip it in sauce, and place it on Damon's plate.

"And this dish..." Wendy continued.

Damon hadn't moved at all, simply watching as Wendy continued to serve him food, all the while praising the its deliciousness.

After a while, Wendy finally looked up, her heart pounding as she waited for Damon's reaction.

The dining room fell silent, all eyes on Damon, waiting for his response. It felt like forever before he finally spoke, "Marina."

"Yes!" Marina hurried over from the kitchen upon hearing her name, "Mr. Harper, how may I assist you?"

"Bring the trash can over." Damon said.

"Right away!" Marina said.

In no time, Marina brought over the trash can. Damon directly dumped his plate into it, including the roast chicken, fish, and shrimp that Wendy had just served him.

Wendy, sitting next to him, turned pale in an instant. She sat there, extremely embarrassed and helpless. "Damon..."