Gazing at his wife’s smiling expression, a trace of mischief flickered in his eyes, and then he squinted at her in a meaningful way.
Elly Campbell’s originally schadenfreude-filled grin stiffened the moment she caught her island master’s glance, instinctively feeling a sense of foreboding.
The next second, she saw Adam give her a covert wink before turning around and heading back into the kitchen.
Elly Campbell immediately deciphered the message in her island master’s eyes, and alarm bells went off in her mind.
After what felt like an hour, Adam Jones finished his frenzy in the kitchen, bringing dishes out one by one onto the table.
Just as Adam had said, it really was a full fish feast.
However, it must be said that Island Master Jones had some impressive culinary skills, creating a variety of different fish dishes that were a salivating sight just to look at.
"I’ll go call Helen and the others to come eat."
She couldn’t wait and took a step towards Helen Melendy’s room, only to be scooped back into Adam’s arms from behind.
"Let them go eat at the restaurant on the island. I didn’t make the food for them."
So much food, even without those two, it couldn’t possibly be finished.
"Behave, let’s eat ours first, and if we can’t finish, we’ll call them over."
She couldn’t help but sigh on Harry Hall’s behalf, what kind of plastic brotherhood had he entered?
Even a miser would drop some iron rust, but this plastic... you can’t even scrape anything off.
But in the end, Elly Campbell was not as shameless as her own Island Master Jones. Despite his protest, she insisted on calling Helen Melendy and Harry Hall over.
And Adam Jones, always placing his wife first, naturally wouldn’t dare to object, letting her have her way.
Yet when Harry Hall and Helen Melendy appeared at the dining table, Adam’s unwelcoming gaze was as if the two had committed unforgivable crimes.
"Did you make all this?"
Harry Hall looked worn out but still managed to sport a casual air, raising his eyes to Adam Jones with a somewhat hoarse voice.
"You should feel honored, benefiting from my wife’s presence."
Adam Jones swept a cold gaze over Harry Hall and Helen Melendy and then eagerly took his seat beside Elly Campbell.
There weren’t many seats at the table, the Old Lady sat at the head, William Campbell was to sit next to her, and of course, the Jones couple would sit side by side.
Only two seats were left in the end, and whether or not Harry and Helen were reluctant to sit together, they had no choice but to settle into those two spots.
Moreover, since they had broken up, there was no need to be pretentious and avoid each other due to their past relationship; that would have looked artificial.
Both harbored this thought, and eventually, without planning it, they simultaneously pulled out chairs and sat down.
Despite this, Helen ate a bit hastily, and particularly when she reached for the dishes, it seemed as if she and Harry had an agreement, for they always ended up vying for the same piece of fish.
This not only made the atmosphere awkward but also hastened Helen’s eating.
Helen choked on a fish bone, and with a small gulp, her throat became intensely sore.
She grabbed a big spoonful of rice and stuffed it into her mouth, but to no avail; the bone seemed to be stuck vertically in her throat, impossible to swallow or pull out.