Old Master Lawrence frowned slightly, not really wanting to eat.
Recently, he hasn't had much appetite and isn't interested in any food.
He originally wanted to refuse, but then he saw the expectant expression on Enna Clark's face, and noticed she hadn't even changed out of her pajamas. His lips pursed, and the words of refusal turned into, "Okay."
The Housekeeper was pleasantly surprised to hear he was willing to eat and immediately began setting the table, "As expected, it's only useful when the Young Madam persuades. Young Madam, if you have time, please come over more often to accompany the Old Lord for meals."
"Mind your own business!" Old Master Lawrence glared at him and admonished.
He wanted to say it's not because Enna Clark made it that he wanted to eat. It was just that since she worked hard to prepare it, he didn't want to hurt her feelings.
But in the end, he didn't say anything.
