The commotion woke Vivienne from her thoughts.
She cast a quick glance.
Juliette, scared straight, immediately sat up and started eating her dinner with tiny, polite bites, the picture of obedience.
Arthur sat nearby, noticing Juliette skipping the veggies and sticking to her rice, worried she might be feeling off, “Juliette, why aren’t you having your mac and cheese, sweetheart? Let grandpa give you some ribs, it's your favorite.”
Juliette looked up with a smile, “Thank you, grandpa.”
Arthur’s heart melted, “Here, let grandpa help you.”
Midway through passing her the ribs, Arthur caught a stern look from Vivienne.
His hand paused, and he placed the ribs in Juliette’s bowl, quickly adding, “Juliette can eat by herself, we need to foster good habits and not depend too much on others.”
After saying that, he also served some green beans to Isaiah.
Equality among the kids was a must.
Isaiah looked at his bowl, now unexpectedly full of green beans.
He looked up in surprise.
Mom never allowed them to waste food. Didn't grandpa know?
Arthur, misinterpreting Isaiah’s look for gratitude over a few green beans, added more to his plate, “There, grandpa knows you love your greens. Have some more.”
Isaiah was speechless.
Yorick chimed in, “Vivienne, I’ve heard about this Connor from your grandpa too. Young but managed to bring a family business to great heights in just five years, indeed impressive.”
“What’s most important is, I see a bit of Percival in him, whether towards you or the kids.”
Though Connor hadn’t made it obvious, it was clear to an outsider.
He was genuinely invested in Vivienne.
If it weren’t for his recent actions towards Juliette, Yorick might not have been so quick to approve.
Vivienne’s heart skipped a beat, “Grandpa, Mr. Wolf doesn’t need a stand-in, and I won’t treat someone else as him.”
“Let’s not bring this up again.”
Arthur frowned, Vivienne’s unresolved feelings about Percival worried him, “Vivienne, your grandpa is right. It’s been five years. It’s time to move on. Percival’s body…”
Vivienne’s gaze darkened.
Juliette quickly changed the subject, “Grandpa, I miss grandma. When is she coming back from Great-grandpa's?”
Arthur paused, then said, “Your grandma might not be back until next week.”
Vivienne narrowed her eyes, “What’s wrong, grandpa?”
Arthur reassured her not to worry, “She said it’s her old back pain acting up. Your mom wanted to stay a few more days to make sure she’s alright.”
Vivienne pondered for a moment, “I’ll visit tomorrow.”
Juliette immediately raised her hand, “Isaiah and I want to go too.”
Great-grandpa always doted on them the most. Now that he was sick, how could she not visit?
Isaiah nodded in agreement.
Yorick laughed, knowing the kids well, “If you go to the Perez family, your great-grandpa won’t get a moment of rest, let alone sleep.”
Juliette quickly pleaded, “Mommy, please let us go. Isaiah and I won’t disturb great-grandpa.”
Vivienne looked at them and told Yorick, “Grandpa, let them go. Grandpa will start worrying if he doesn’t see the kids.”
Yorick nodded slightly.
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