"Grandma Quinn, I heard you like pastries from The Gilded Crumb, so I specially brought some for you. Would you like to try them?"
Looking at Crystal Joyce’s obedient face, Old Mrs. Quinn was willing to give her some face, "Sure, let’s try them then!"
Crystal’s frail-looking face lit up with a smile, just as she was about to open the packed pastries, a respectful voice interrupted.
"Madam, Miss Serena and Master Damian are here!"
"Serena darling is here!"
Hearing this, Old Mrs. Quinn’s eyes gleamed instantly, her spirits lifted, and she immediately headed towards the door, completely forgetting about Crystal.
Watching Old Mrs. Quinn’s delight, Crystal’s hand froze slightly as she opened the pastry box.
It’s the first time seeing Old Mrs. Quinn so fond of someone...
"Oh my, Serena darling, you’ve come! Grandma missed you so much!"
As soon as Serena Everett stepped into the old residence, she was tightly embraced by the quickly approaching Old Mrs. Quinn.
"You haven’t visited me in so long; I almost thought you’ve forgotten about this old lady!"
Hearing Old Mrs. Quinn’s complaints, Serena immediately comforted her warmly, "Grandma, I was a bit busy recently, but I’ll make sure to spend more time with you in the future."
"Alright, alright, as long as Serena darling comes to see me, it makes Grandma happy!"
Old Mrs. Quinn was quickly appeased, pulling Serena towards the living room, entirely ignoring Damian Quinn standing by.
Damian was already used to how his grandma only had eyes for his little girl, so he naturally didn’t interrupt, quietly following them inside.
Upon seeing Damian, Crystal Joyce smiled and greeted him, then looked at Serena.
"Serena, we meet again!"
Serena casually nodded in response.
However, Crystal’s heart sank a bit. It seemed Eleanor was right; Serena indeed didn’t like her...
Soon, Crystal gathered herself and spoke warmly to Old Mrs. Quinn, "Grandma Quinn, didn’t you say you wanted to try The Gilded Crumb’s pastries? They’re all opened now."
"Yes, yes, I must try them!"
Thinking of the delicious pastries from The Gilded Crumb, Old Mrs. Quinn indeed missed them a little.
Serena glanced at the pastries on the table, frowning, "Grandma, you shouldn’t eat these pastries."
The pastries from The Gilded Crumb have high sugar and oil content; they aren’t good for Old Mrs. Quinn’s health, given her age. Instead, they might add more burden.
Though tempted, Old Mrs. Quinn listened to Serena, nodding obediently right away.
"Okay, okay, Grandma won’t eat these pastries anymore! I’m still waiting to hold your and Damian’s child, so I need to take good care of myself and live a few more years!"
Serena’s fair ear tips couldn’t help but tinge with a slight blush.
Seeing the little girl’s face flush, Damian immediately stopped her, "Grandma, stop, Serena is still young..."
"I’m not wrong, though!" Old Mrs. Quinn straightened up, interrupting Damian, "Once Serena darling graduates in a few years, you can get married, and then you can have children!"
"Grandma..." The blush on Serena’s ear tips deepened as she changed the subject, "I’ll have The Gilded Crumb make you some low-sugar, low-oil pastries in the future, so you can occasionally indulge without worry."
Sure enough, Old Mrs. Quinn’s attention shifted, smiling and nodding, "Okay, okay, that sounds wonderful, but Serena darling, the owner behind The Gilded Crumb is notoriously eccentric and doesn’t give face to anyone. Asking them to change the recipe might be difficult, forget it! I’ll just control my cravings and not eat them!"
"No, Grandma, it’s not difficult for me." Serena casually assured.
Yet, Old Mrs. Quinn felt more distressed for her, "Serena darling, don’t force yourself for my sake, Grandma can just resist the cravings!"
Seeing how much love and affection Old Mrs. Quinn had for Serena, Crystal couldn’t help but speak up, feeling completely sidelined.
"Grandma Quinn, Serena is actually the owner behind The Gilded Crumb..."
Old Mrs. Quinn was first surprised, then joyous as she grabbed Serena’s hand, praising her without restraint.
"Serena darling, you’re actually the boss behind The Gilded Crumb, that’s amazing! Now I can enjoy great treats in the future!"
Serena: "From now on, whatever you’d like to eat can be delivered directly from The Gilded Crumb."
Old Mrs. Quinn was overjoyed, "Hehe! Serena darling, you’re giving Grandma a special privilege! You must stay for dinner this time! Grandma has so much to tell you!"
Serena obediently nodded, "Okay."
Old Mrs. Quinn became even more delighted, immediately giving instructions in the kitchen to add a few more dishes.
Damian held the little girl’s hand, interlocking their fingers, his deep and magnetic voice sounded gently in her ear, "Baby, don’t mind what Grandma said."
He thought his little girl was still so young, even if they married years later, he didn’t want her to rush into having children. Her thoughts came first!
Serena nodded, "I know."
Older people always hope for more children and grandchildren; she naturally wouldn’t mind these things.
Knowing Serena liked spicy food, Old Mrs. Quinn specially instructed so, resulting in a table full of spicy dishes, with only a small portion of mild dishes.
Seeing the table full of dishes, Crystal worriedly looked at Damian, "But Damian can’t eat spicy food..."
He can’t eat spicy food?
Serena glanced up with her strikingly beautiful fox-like eyes, looking at the man, frowning slightly.
But since they started dining together, he had always accompanied her to eat Sichuan cuisine...
Meeting the little girl’s gaze, Damian couldn’t help but raise a hand to rub her head, his tone softened with affection.
"It’s alright, I can handle spicy food."
A wave of warmth flowed through Serena’s heart, and the flutter within deepened slightly.
"Yes, yes, having the same taste as your wife is only right!" Old Mrs. Quinn kept placing peppers into Damian’s bowl, "Here, here, have more, have more! You’ll like spicy food the more you eat it!"
Looking at the bowl full of peppers, Damian helplessly clenched his back teeth.
She’s truly his biological grandma!
"Grandma, that’s enough, don’t give him any more." Serena couldn’t help but speak up. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novel⚑fire.net
"Oh, oh, Serena darling is worried about him!" Old Mrs. Quinn chuckled like she’d just won something, "Alright, alright, Serena darling is worried about him, so Grandma won’t give him any more!"
Damian’s handsome and charming face couldn’t help but show a smile, his eyes and brows filled with delight, clearly in a good mood.
The little girl was concerned for him!
Witnessing this scene, Crystal felt a little nauseous, her mind involuntarily recalling what Eleanor Linden had told her.
Not only was Damian gentle and pampering towards her, but Gael also listened to her every word. Even Old Mrs. Quinn adored her so much, while she seemed like an outsider...