Sir madame has run away again (Lily and Carson)

Chapter 389

“Dylan is very different from before. He’s cunning, and I’m afraid he might find out what’s behind it all.”

“You are sure. Dylan’s smart as a whip, so it’s better if he doesn’t know. Then again, we can try to enlist

the help of young master Tyson, as he is involved in a lot of renovation business. That bitch Jolene

certainly isn’t going to let this opportunity slip away. So we have to be the first to start trading with him.

“I’m just worried he won’t hear us.”

“We will never know. Anyway, let’s just act as circumstances dictate next Sunday night.”

At that moment, someone knocked on my door and my mother opened the door. “Lily, time for dinner!”

“All good.” After I hung up the call, I followed my mother downstairs. When I came down, Mrs. Fant had

already set the table, and my dad was sitting at the table, while Dylan and Callie were standing, waiting

for us to sit down.

Seeing us, everyone sat down. My mom sat on my dad’s left, while Callie sat on my dad’s right,

followed by Dylan and me.

“Lily, which one of these did you prepare? I will try first!” Dylan teased.

“She was playing upstairs. Since when does she help in the kitchen?” My mother scolded.

“I helped! I contributed chives to all the dishes.”

“Our! I thought I could finally taste your cooking, but…” Shaking his head, Dylan teased. “None of this

is your doing. All you did was pick the measly spring onions.”

With that, there was a laugh. With the lightest of humor, my dad announced. “We’ll dig in and help

ourselves to anything. Callie, eat!” Picking up a vegetable, my dad dropped it into Callie’s bowl.

With a serene smile, Callic looked at my father. “Thanks. Uncle Hank.”

Like any obedient child, Callie took my dad’s favorite dish, placing it carefully in her bowl, followed by

my mom, Dylan, and me. Everyone could tell that my father was blossoming inside when he turned to

my mother and said, “Such a well-mannered young lady.”

Hearing my mother praise Callie, my father was simply delighted and ate the plate Callie gave

him. “Dylan, since you’re sitting next to Callic, please help me take good care of her,” my dad pleaded.

Nodding, Dylan sprang into action grabbing the serving chopsticks and proceeded to pick up some

plates and set them down. on the plate in front of Callie. Without saying a word, I was enjoying the food

in front of me. In fact, the food Callie had now served us was coincidentally our favorite.

Due to our parents’ relationship, Callie didn’t come to our house until she was very young. This was the

first time she visited after she grew up. Intrigued, I wondered how did she know everyone’s

preference? Did she deliberately ask to find out our preference? Was it really necessary to do so much

work beforehand since it was just a casual dinner? I thought maybe Callie wasn’t as simple as she

seemed.

Seeing me so silent, Dylan grabbed a plate and placed it in my bowl. “Lily, this is your favorite.”

“Thanks!” I smiled.

“Lily has been a bit of a glutton since she was young, and some things just never change. Dylan is our

guest after all! Lily, you should serve him instead. Aren’t you ashamed of yourself?” My mother scolded This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

me.

“Mrs. Hawkins, I’m feeling blue right now. I guess you don’t really see me as family.” Dylan had a sullen

expression.

“When did I say that? We treat you like our own son!” my mother exclaimed as she cast a puzzled look.

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“Well, if you say so. Since I’m family, Lily is under no obligation to serve me, right?”

“So full! As always, you are so protective of Lily. My mom couldn’t help but smile.

Dylan smiled back. Without warning, Callie, who had been eating in silence, abruptly asked, “Lily, why

doesn’t your husband come to dinner with us?”

In the next second, the mood at the table was heavy.