Just as N was about to get up, Damon’s hands gently pressed down on her shoulders.


    “Don’t move. Wait here,” Damon instructed.


    Meeting his firm gaze, N bit her lip and instinctively nodded.


    Damon patted her head with a smile. “Good girl.”


    N was left speechless.


    Damon worked quickly, and soon the kitchen was filled with the aroma of food.


    N couldn’t help but swallow as she headed to the kitchen. She hadn’t eaten dinner and was now quite hungry.


    Just as she reached the kitchen door, Damon emerged, carrying a te of sandwiches.


    “Why did youe over?” he asked.


    N was captivated by the sandwiches in his hand. It was a simple creation–vegetables and eggs topped with melted cheese. The green vegetables and crispy–edged fried eggs. looked especially appetizing under the light. This is the property of N?-velDrama.Org.


    Noticing that all her attention was on the sandwiches and she hadpletely ignored him, Damon couldn’t help but smile. ” Go get your cutlery.”


    At his words, N quickly went into the kitchen<b>, </b>grabbed her cutlery, and returned to the table.


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    “Thank you, Uncle Damon,” she said.


    Damon didn’t correct her habitual way of addressing him and simply nodded. “Eat up.”


    N picked up a sandwich, and as soon as she took a bite, her eyes involuntarily closed in delight<b>. </b>


    “So delicious!” she eximed.


    “Eat slowly. No one’s going to take it from you. Don’t burn yourself,” Damon warned.


    N nodded but showed no sign of slowing down.


    In less than ten minutes, she had finished the entire te of sandwiches, leaving not a crumb behind. As she put down her cutlery, she still felt a bit unsatisfied.


    “Uncle Damon, how can you cook so well?” she asked.


    She had expected something unappetizing, but his cooking was surprisingly good. She could easily have eaten another te.


    “I only know how to make simple things like this,” he answered.


    Before N could respond, Damon’s phone vibrated on the


    table.


    He picked it up, answered the call, and frowned slightly as he spoke coldly. “I’ll be there soon.”


    After hanging up, he turned to N. “There’s a problem at thepany. I need to step out for a bit. Rest early and don’t wait


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    up for me.”


    “But your back…” N began.


    “I’ll be careful,” he assured her.


    As Damon hurried out, N bit her lip, a trace of concern in her


    eyes.


    She got up, washed and dried the dishes in the kitchen, then returned to her bedroom. Just as she was about to shower and go to bed, she received <b>a </b>message from Wren.


    Wren: [N, your dad was just acting out of impulse today. -Don’t take it to heart. I support the idea of going abroad. Let me know when things are ready, and your dad and I can go anytime.]


    N stared at the screen, her face expressionless.


    Wren’s eagerness to go abroad likely stemmed from a fear of retaliation from the Sumners.


    It was understandable. After all, N was only her


    stepdaughter, and Wren wouldn’t want to be dragged into trouble.


    After a long pause, N replied with a simple “Okay” and then.


    deleted the chat.


    Meanwhile, relieved by N’s response, Wren quickly dialed another number.


    “Gabriel, Harrison and I will be going to Meristate soon,” she


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    announced.


    A deep, youthful voice answered from the other end of the line. “Mom<b>, </b>why are you suddenlying over?”


    “Harrison needs treatment abroad. I’ll have Nylu find a hospital close to where you live so I can take care of both you and Harrison,” she replied.


    There was a brief silence before Gabriel Hackett’s voice came through again. “How is N… doing these days?”