"How can it not be good, when it's grilled by the unparalleled Grandpa Morgan of the imperial city?"
Only Matthew Morgan knew all of Chloe Grant's preferences. And acted on them.
Chloe's movements paused for a moment, then she continued eating as if nothing had happened.
After quite a while, she mumbled, "You said so, that's my uncle, what's wrong with me eating what my uncle grilled?"
Her words seemed justified, but they clearly lacked confidence.
Ralph Koch, who originally had a playful expression, couldn't smile anymore after hearing Chloe's words.
He didn't feel good, somewhat pained with a sour feeling.
"I'm full, I'm going for a swim," he casually found an excuse and headed to the nearby store.
A few minutes later, he came out in a new pair of swim trunks.
Only then did Chloe notice that he really had quite a nice body.
His abs were well-defined.
However, they weren't as perfectly aligned as Matthew Morgan's.
"Hey, you little perv," Ralph teased with a laugh.
