Beatrice wanted Ste to taste the food decided by Melody to make that ignorant woman thoroughly aware of Melody''s position in the family.


    After some thought, Melody suggested without reservation, "Let''s go with the soup. I heard Grandpa coughing the other day, so chicken soup will be good for his health. As for the dessert, how about we go with something light like apple crumble? What do you think, Grandma?"


    Looking at the sensible Melody and caring so much about both herself and Cedric, Beatrice felt even more delighted. "I think that''s a wonderful idea! I''m sure your Grandpa will be very happy to know you care so much about his health!"


    Melody''s cheeks turned rosy, making her even more charming. "Grandma, caring for you and Grandpa is the least I should do!"


    Beatrice, increasingly satisfied with her granddaughter-inw, said, "Your Grandpa and I will be able to die peacefully when the timees as long as you and Lucas get along well with each other." Melody quickly grasped her hand and said, "Grandma, what are you saying? No, no, no. You shouldn''t say such things!"


    She panicked a little too much, causing her spit to fly all over the ce as she spoke. She immediately regretted it.


    "Grandma, I didn''t mean to spit all over the ce..."


    "Hahaha! Oh, my silly little girl."


    Beatrice''s heartyughter echoed from the kitchen.


    ''That old woman appears so kind all the time, so why does she turn into a witch whenever she''s with me?'' wondered Ste.This is property ? N?velDrama.Org.


    Ste stretched her neck to see what was going on in the kitchen but could not make anything out. The smile on her face almost froze, while Lucas continued to read hispany''s document.


    "Lucas..." She shifted her position, preparing to get closer, but Lucas stood up. He impatiently adjusted his tie, and Ste stood up as well.


    However, Lucas coldly said, "I need to attend a video conference. Miss Ste, please wait here. Edmund,e with me to the study."


    With that, he turned and walked away.


    "Yes, Mister Lucas." Edmund did not spare Ste a nce even until he went upstairs.


    The vast living room quickly became empty, leaving Ste alone. She picked up the nearby cushion and pummeled it a few times. Her actions caused quite amotion, prompting a maid to run over to see what had happened.


    "Oh dear, I identally knocked the cushion to the floor. I''ll pick it up right away." Ste squeezed out a smile, picked up the cushion that had been pounded to the ground, and gently patted it. The maid simply nodded and turned away, showing little concern for Ste as a guest.


    As soon as the maid turned away, Ste''s face immediately darkened. ''Even a mere servant is disrespecting me? Beatrice must''ve instructed her to do so! That olddy will be better off dead soon!'' Meanwhile, in the study....


    Lucas sat still in his chair. He drummed his fingers lightly on the desk.


    The air in the room became heavier, causing Edmund to feel suffocated.


    As soon as Lucas mentioned the video conference, Edmund knew he would not be able to escape the consequences that were about toe.


    "Is there anything you want to exin?" Lucas finally spoke, and a chill immediately ran down Edmund''s spine.


    "What do you mean, Mister Lucas?"


    Edmund carefully recalled all the work he had done. He hadpleted them as usual and on time, except... Lucas raised an eyebrow, "Have you forgotten who you work for? Let me ask you, who do you report to?" Edmund lowered his head. "You are, Mister Lucas."


    Seeing Edmund realize the issue, Lucas finally eased back, and the invisible pressure lifted from Edmund. "So why didn''t you inform me before Grandma sent you to bring Ste home for dinner?"