"Momom, is it time for dinner yet?"
"Master, it's dinner time!"
"Damn it—how much longer do I have to wait?"
Raphael Bailey: "..."
Anna Jadwin, holding back her temper, served up three portions of Italian stir-fried noodles, pushed the cart over.
Leo, like a greedy little cat, was eagerly looking on, almost drooling...
Once the food was placed on his plate, he immediately picked up a fork and started twirling the noodles, his movements both charming and well-behaved.
Raphael Bailey rarely got to eat food personally made by Anna Jadwin. He cherished each time, the type to eat every grain of rice and lick the plate clean.
Not wanting Country Girl to toil, he treasured everything Anna Jadwin gave him!
Wade's head mechanically turned left and right. The young master was eating, the third young master was eating, but it seemed there was nothing for it?
"Master, what about Wade?"
"You're a robot; you don't need to eat..." Making it food would be a waste.