Chapter 81
As Charles muttered, Matthew’s attention was fixed on the lunchbox. With tasty spaghetti for breakfast, he anticipated this meal. The lunchbox boasted variety–pan–fried fish fillet, shrimp, broli, and creamy soup. The colors and nutrition were enticing
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Distracted by the juicy gossip. Charles forgot to order lunch for himself Watching Matthew dig in now, his own hunger grew as he eyed the lunchbox enviously
Catching Charles’s gaze. Matthew looked up with a frown. “Tell your wife to <b>pack </b>you one next time”
Charles <b>also </b>wished he could. But that depended on whether his wife was up for it. Plus, her <b>cooking </b>skills were nothingpared to Miss Warren’s, <b>Wait</b>, wasn’t he even allowed to <b>feel </b>a little jealous?
Just then, footsteps approached from outside, Charles turned and his expression quickly changed. “Mr. Grant, Mrs. Grant’s here.”
Sophia hadn’t been in the office long before picking up on the employees‘ excited chatter. When she walked in, Matthew’s lunchbox was already halfway empty. It was toote to put it away.
“Wow, who whipped up this lunch for you, Matthew Sophia didn’t hold back her curiosity.
“Grandma, you should’ve let me know you were dropping by, sod Matthew
“Let you know what? I’m just popping in to see my grandson, do I need to schedule an appointment?” She brushed off his attempt to change the subject. “Whose lunchbox is this? Some youngdy’s, I’d her?”
trime, she’d tried to arrange a marriage for him. If she learned <b>Valerie</b>, her lifesaver,
Matthew didn’t want his grandma to find out about Vallerie. Last tim was <b>already </b>his <b>wife</b>, it wouldplicate things with Valerie.
Seeing his silence, Sophie’s expression turned <b>serious </b><b>as </b>a thought hit her. “Matthew, don’t tell me this is from <b>that </b>Miss Santos
Matthew knew she had the wrong <b>idea </b>and swiftly interrupted. “It’s not from Lindsey”
Sophia clearly rxed with relief.
In Kranson City, there were four big–shot families, the Grant family was the top dog, followed by the Anderson family, the Reynolds family, and the Santos family.
Lindsey, the second daughter from the Santos <b>family</b>, <b>had </b>this weird crush on Matthew for some reason. But the thing was, the Santos <b>family </b><b>and </b>the Grant family had been business rivals, making <b>any </b>romantic stuff between them a total messN?velDrama.Org holds ? this.
Ultimately, it didn’t matter because of some past stuff between the <b>Santos </b>family and Matthew. Sophia wanted absolutely nothing to do wi
with the Santos family, no matter what
Hearing Matthew’s denial, Sophia rxed. She realized she might be overthinking it. Matthew kept the Santos family <b>at </b>arm’s length, and the pampered Santos girl wouldn’t make lunchboxes anyway<b>.</b>
Sophia examined the modest lunchbox, guessing it was probably from some eager female employee trying to impress <b>and </b>level up” Not a real threat since she knew her grandson, always conl as a cucumber. Melting him would take more than just a lunchbox; it needed a kind–hearted, caring <b>girl </b>like <b>Valerie</b>. So let the officedies y their games if they wanted.
“Alright, if you <b>think </b>Grandma’s just being nosy, I’ll back off. It’s good someone’s taking care of your meals. You never eat right. Haven’t seen you in ages, but you’re looking healthier now, your face filling out nicely. That’s how a man should be, not just skin and bones Sophia chuckled happily, oblivious to how tightly Matthew gripped his spoon.
Matthew’s expression twitched, barely noticeable. He wondered if he really put <b>on </b>some weight.
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