NovelEnglishPax felt a bit down. Still, he walked over to Chloe, concern evident in his voice as he asked, "Chloe...Are you alright?" "I'm fine," Chloe replied curtly.
Together, Pax and Chloe headed toward the long table. Juztin was there, busy fixing one of the table legs while muttering to himself, "It was perfectly fine just a moment ago. How did it break suddenly? This shouldn't be happening." Faith was still lamenting the ruined Surf and Turf. Though the dish was damaged, fortunately, it wasn't a total loss. Half of it remained at the bottom of the pot. Carefully, Faith brought over skitchenware and tried to salvage what was left.
Witnessing the scene, Diana's face flushed with anger. "Barrett, why would you do such a thing?" "That was Uncle Connor's hard work, over ten hours of effort. You've gone too far." Barrett looked back at her innocently, a sly grin playing on his lips. His features were classically handsome, with narrow, almond-shaped eyes, like an elegant noble from ancient times. "Diana, I did it all for you. You don't like Chloe, do you?" "I... I..." Diana stammered, her face turning even redder. It felt as though her deepest, most hidden thoughts had been exposed. Ever since learning that Chloe was her uncle's ex-girlfriend, her feelings towards Chloe had grown complicated, perhaps tinged with rejection or... jealousy. But she had never wanted to harm her.
nét The hot soup that had almost spilled over Chloe could have severely injured her leg. Barrett slowly took Diana's hand. "Diana, only I care about how you feel. Connor has always been deceiving you, and so has Chloe. I'm the only one you can trust." Diana paused for a few seconds, seemingly deep in thought, but quickly withdrew her hand from Barrett's. "Barrett, don't do these things anymore. If you hurt others again, I will tell everyone." Then, Diana also walked towards the long table. Barrett watched her leave, then raised an eyebrow and smirked, following her. Faith had divided the remaining Surf and Turf into eight portions. Seeing Chloe return, she expressed her concern and then announced, "I've divided it up for everyone. It's not much, but at least you can taste Connor's craftsmanship. Everyone, please have a taste." Pax looked at the eight bowls on the table and exclaimed, "Faith, why do you have so much in your bowl?" Though everyone had a bowl, the others were small coconut bowls, while Faith's was significantly larger. Faith shot him a glare, "Kid, grown-up matters are none of your business." Hearing this, Pax was about to explode. He immediately took off his shirt, "You all treatlike a child, but I'm 21, a grown-up. I have eight-pack abs. Have you ever seen a kid with eight-pack abs?"
Everyone looked at Pax, who was making a scene, with speechlessn pmazement Yuz tih passed by him, patting his shoulder, "Grown-ups usually don't act so childish."
Chloe walked past without even glancing at his abs, casually saying, "Put your shirt back on, kid. You have low immunity and might catch a cold."
Connor also walked by, his voice icy, "Pax! You have three segonds to put your shin back on!"
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