The banquet had so many delectable items, yet indulging in them was not allowed.
For Chloe Grant, this was truly dreadful.
After all, she was representing the Morgan family, and her image couldn’t be too tarnished.
"I’ll have someone bring the food to the second floor. Usually, people rest on the third floor. I’ve had someone decorate the stairs area, so those going to the third floor won’t see you."
Matthew Morgan had already arranged everything.
He concluded, "On the day of the banquet, wait for me at the entrance, and I’ll take you to change clothes."
Matthew Morgan rarely spoke at such length, explaining everything. Yet, Chloe Grant kept her head down the entire time, lost in thought and unresponsive.
"Hmm?" Matthew Morgan slightly frowned, "Did you hear what I said?"
His voice turned a bit cooler, startling Chloe Grant. She hurriedly nodded, "Yes, I heard you!"
She had been listening...
Matthew Morgan looked at her bright eyes, nodding like a little chick pecking at rice, finding it adorable.
Involuntarily, a smile crept onto his lips.
He slightly shook his head and gazed ahead.
Chloe Grant was completely stunned.
Uncle Morgan... was he smiling?
In her memory, this Uncle Morgan had always been stern, aloof, and noble, instilling fear just by his presence. That’s why Chloe Grant aptly gave him the nickname "Terrifyingly Careful."
Today, Uncle Morgan seemed different from usual.
He actually had the patience to speak a lot to her and even comforted her?
And now he was even smiling at her...
Chloe Grant felt her heart pounding inexplicably, in contrast to Uncle Morgan’s unusual behavior.
Sometimes it thudded intensely.
Sometimes it throbbed gently, almost like a flutter.
The scene with Matthew Morgan in the pavilion lingered in Chloe Grant’s mind for days, refusing to fade.
She felt that the Uncle Morgan from that day wasn’t the Uncle Morgan she knew.
And on that day, she wasn’t the self she recognized either.
Sometimes, she would often have nightmares at night, dreaming of that moment: sitting beside Uncle Morgan, with his gaze set ahead, his beautiful lips forming words at a steady rhythm, then suddenly turning his head...
When Chloe Grant woke up, she always had a strange feeling in her heart.
And she didn’t know how to describe this feeling.
In short, the result was that she started avoiding Uncle Morgan, doing so quite frequently.
Matthew Morgan seemed busy these days as well, traveling for two days, then leaving again for three days.
In a week of seven days, Chloe Grant saw him barely three times.
Unknowingly, Isabella Gray’s birthday had arrived.
The banquet was held in the evening.
Early in the morning, Chloe Grant woke up and went to the kitchen to cook noodles and eggs for Isabella Gray.
Ever since Chloe Grant entered the Morgan family, whether for Isabella Gray or Mr. Morgan, or for the two uncles, whenever a birthday came, Chloe Grant would personally cook, boiling noodles and making red eggs.
A very traditional birthday food.
She made the noodles herself from flour she bought, and she went to the mountains to get eggs from villagers, laid by hens on that very day.
The main reason for doing this was that the Morgan family was large and wealthy, so Chloe Grant couldn’t think of what present to give the celebrant.
If she bought something expensive, what hadn’t the Morgan family seen?
If she bought something special, it would feel cheap.
During Isabella Gray’s first birthday, Chloe Grant was so troubled over what birthday gift to give that she almost banged her head against the wall.
At the time, Lucas Morgan mocked her relentlessly.
Later, Chloe Grant saw a scene in a drama where, for her mother’s birthday, a daughter personally cooked a lot of dishes.
So Chloe Grant decided to imitate this.