Chapter 574
“He’s my partner,” Mira quickly introduced him.
“Please, come in, come in.” When Eleanor had been severely ill, Owen had accompanied Mira to the estate, so Sebastian knew they were acquainted. Seeing them now, it was clear their bond ran deep.
Walking inside, Mira noticed the house felt unusually quiet. She leaned close to Seraphina. “Is it just us p>
Seraphina whispered back, “Grandma kicked my uncle’s family out this morning p>
“What? She cut them off completely? Why p>
She knew Eleanor was fierce, but this level of ruthlessness was unexpected.
Seraphina rolled her eyes playfully. “You think everyone cuts off family as casually as the Mercers do? They’re full of drama, and Grandma was worried they’d say something to upset you. They’ll be back in a few days once she cools down p>
Mira realized Eleanor had purged the house of any toxic elements just to ensure she had a peaceful visit.
Looking at the coffee table, Mira’s eyes widened. “How are we supposed to eat all this fruit p>
The table was completely buried beneath platters of meticulously sliced and washed exotic fruits. It was an absurd amount.
“Nonsense. Whatever you don’t finish, they can handle,” Eleanor said, pointing dismissively at Owen, Jax, and the Iron Wolves. “Eat up, boys. Don’t be shy p>
Seraphina leaned in again. “When Grandma goes into hostess mode, nobody can stop her p>
Mira suddenly felt a spike of dread regarding the upcoming lunch. She could vividly picture a dining table groaning under the weight of a mountain of food, with Eleanor relentlessly ordering them to eat. Even the finest cuisine became a burden when forced.
Though Mira had immense wealth at her fingertips, her discipline strictly opposed such blatant waste.
“Grandma, those containers the guys brought in are full of Melvion’s signature dishes from my chefs. Let’s ask the kitchen staff to just make a few small sides to go with it. We shouldn’t waste food,” Mira said gently, rubbing Eleanor’s back.
“You’re right, sweetheart. A smart girl who knows how to manage a household. I’ll listen to you p>
“Great. Sera and I will run to the kitchen and tell them. You just relax p>
“Alright,” Eleanor beamed.
Mira nudged Seraphina, and the two girls headed for the kitchen.
“Wait p>
The shout startled them, terrified Eleanor had changed her mind.
“It’s okay to waste a little! Just make sure there’s enough!” “We will! Plenty of food, promise p>
Mira quietly asked Seraphina, “Is she always this controlling about everything p>
“No, she rarely manages the day-to-day stuff anymore. She only gets intense about the people and things she truly cares about p>
Mira let out a breath of relief. For someone with a history of heart issues, extreme emotional highs and controlling behavior weren’t healthy.
In the kitchen, their fears were validated Ingredients were piled so high it looked like the stockroom of a high-end restaurant The executive chef and his staff were working in a frantic sweat.
The girls quickly intervened, instructing them to make a wide
variety
of dishes but in tiny,
tasting-menu portions. Shallow
plates no massive serving bowls.
Even with the restriction, there was bound to be leftovers.
With the kitchen crisis averted, they noticed Owen chatting effortlessly with Sebastian and Eleanor in the living room, while the bodyguards patrolled the courtyard Seizing the moment, Mira and Seraphina slipped away to Sera’s bedroom.
“So, Mira… did you bag Owen Lance yet p>