Chapter 850
The moment Mira walked through the door, she wrapped Grandma Eleanor and Rachel in a tight hug.
“Welcome back, Boss p>
Martha greeted warmly as she immediately began carrying steaming dishes to the dining table.
It was time for lunch, as Mira and the team had already eaten breakfast at the hotel.
“Where’s Ethan p>
Grandma Eleanor asked, her eyes searching for her grandson.
“He had to head straight back to Melvion City. An urgent business matter came up.
He told me to apologize and promised he’d come visit you properly during the holidays p>
Mira smoothly covered for her brother, not wanting the older woman to feel slighted.
“Right, right, business comes first. As long as you kids are safe, I’m happy p>
Having spent her own life building an empire, Grandma Eleanor fully understood and respected their relentless drive.
“Grandma, who’s the old guy p>
Mira asked, pointing blatantly at her mentor on the couch.
They had been chatting at the door for ten minutes, while Master Ellis sat stubbornly
in front of the TV, waiting for Mira and Owen to formally greet him.
The two of them had simply decided to pretend he was invisible.
Grandma Eleanor and Rachel exchanged helpless looks; the mentor-disciple dynamic was utterly ridiculous, leaving Grandma Eleanor wondering if she was supposed to do the introductions.
Eventually, she played along. “Oh, my memory is just terrible these days.
Hurry up and say hello to your mentor, he flew all the way out here just to see you p>
“Oh my gosh, Master Ellis! You’re finally here! I feel so safe now that my favorite person is in the room p>
Mira gasped dramatically, rushing over to hug the old man’s arm.
“Absolutely. With you here, a massive weight has been lifted off my shoulders p>
Owen chimed in smoothly.
Master Ellis smacked the back of Owen’s head. “You little punk, you were pretending I wasn’t here, weren’t you? I’m a grown man taking up half the couch, are you blind p>
He completely ignored Mira’s role in the joke and directed all his wrath at Owen-his blatant favoritism on full display.
“Mira was busy hugging Grandma, and I was distracted with the luggage, so p>
Owen stammered, trying to defend himself.
“Hmph. You steal my precious disciple and don’t even have the decency to tell me p>
Master Ellis glared at Owen as if his very existence was offensive.
Owen sighed internally. *I’m your disciple too, you know p>
“She only just agreed to start dating me. I wanted to surprise you, but then you showed up out of nowhere p>
Owen
towa quickly guided the old man
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toward the dining table. “You have no idea how stubborn she is. I had to chase her forever before she gave me
a chance.
You should really lecture her for me p>
He tossed out the bait, hoping to redirect the old man’s irritation.
Unfortunately, Mira was walking right behind them and heard every word.
“Excuse me p>
“This kid is talking trash about you. You should teach him a lesson p>
Master Ellis instantly threw Owen under the bus with a gleeful grin.
Owen was speechless.
The rest of the room fell into an amused silence.
Mira looked at the sprawling feast on the table. “So much good food! Master Ellis,
what do you think is the most brutal punishment for him p>
“Banning him from eating it, obviously p>
Owen ground his teeth and turned to head upstairs to his room.
“Hold on. Change your clothes and come back down to serve me my dinner p>
Forcing him to stand there and watch them eat a masterpiece without having a single bite was
infinitely more torturous
than just
going hungry.
Everyone else in the room exchanged sympathetic glances, wondering how a
mentor could be so vicious.
Owen gritted his teeth, gave a tight nod, and walked off.
By the time he returned to the dining room, everyone was already happily digging in.
Owen was forced to act as a waiter, picking up his serving utensils to fetch whichever dish Master Ellis pointed at.
Master Ellis soaked in the royal treatment, completely appeased by the display of dominance.
He took a bite and beamed. “Rachel, your cooking just keeps getting better. Why can’t I find a chef half as talented as you p>
“You should just move in with us! Then you could have her food every day p>
Seeing the old man in such high spirits, Grandma Eleanor gently intervened. “Why don’t we let eat too? The food wont taste good if it gets cold p>
Master Ellis shot Owen a stern look. “Well? Sit down and eat p>
Mira smirked, knowing full well her mentor was way too soft-hearted to actually let
Owen starve.