Sabrina Sabir picked only the best-looking fruits.
In her mind, she had no interest in fruits that had sat for a while and were no longer fresh.
Isla Astir frowned subtly.
It wasn't that she minded her aunt taking some fruits, but she found her eating habits distasteful.
It'd be fine if she took a few fruits, but she only chose the best, leaving behind only the less-than-fresh ones or those not-so-appealing one.
Luckily, they were just relatives, without the need to see each other every day. If that weren't the case, she would find it unbearable!
Seeing his wife being so greedy and picking so much fruit, Edward Armstrong also felt somewhat embarrassed and finally attempted a gentle reminder, "Alright, alright! George doesn't often come home, and there are only three of us in our household; we can't finish too much."
Sabrina gave him a contemptuous look, "What do you even know! George is coming home today, why can't he take some back to his dorm room?"