Evelyn Grant looked at her mother, their eyes meeting.
Chloe Shea's eyes were filled with such sincere concern and confusion.
It was so genuine that Evelyn felt an impulse to tell her mother the truth.
But the next second—
Julian Sterling suddenly walked into the kitchen.
He interrupted the mother and daughter's conversation.
"Mom, Eve, can I help with anything?"
In an instant, Evelyn came to her senses. She lowered her head and went back to what she was doing.
Chloe Shea's smile returned. She waved her hand. "You don't need to do anything. Just sit down and wait for dinner!"
"No, I want to help! I never had the time before, but I'm willing to learn now. That way, I can help Eve out at home in the future!"
