Chapter 213 Mia's Purpose

• When they came downstairs, the dishes on the dining table, which should have been pleasing, were scattered. It was obvious that they were leftovers. The perpetrator was sitting behind the table, leisurely drinking the hot water in the cup. Seeing her coming down, Mia said shamelessly, “Miss Shelton, your parents are really good at cooking. This is one of the best dishes I’ve ever eaten.” Evelyn didn’t feel very honored to receive such an evaluation. She hadn’t expected Mia to be so thick-skinned as to do such an ill-bred thing. Evelyn curled her lips speechlessly and said, “It’s good that you like it.” Anyone with a discerning eye would be able to tell that these dishes were prepared for Huston. It wasn’t that the food was delicious and rare, but the most important thing was to show Evelyn’s sincerity.
• Now that Mia had eaten it without saying a word and had lost her appetite, everyone would be annoyed, including Huston. Huston looked at the mess on the table and looked at the woman sitting on the chair in surprise. Receiving his gaze, Mia said pitifully, “I’m sorry, I couldn’t help but be greedy because it’s so delicious. When my parents were still alive, they liked to cook for me. Now that I haven’t tasted it for so many years, it just so happens that Miss Shelton wants to cook it and bring it here today. I’m really excited!” Every time the atmosphere was subtle, Mia would always mention her parents. Every reason was very delicate and convincing.
• What Huston hated the most was how her parents had been when they were alive. Every time she mentioned it, it would remind her of what had happened before, and the pain was unbearable. Evelyn didn’t want to make things difficult for him, so she pushed the plate in front of him. “Eat more if you like. There’s still a lot.” Mia seemed to have not expected her to suddenly say that. Mia was a little surprised, but after all, her goal had been achieved. She felt comfortable and became happy on the surface. “Huston, come and have a taste!” When Huston looked at the dishes on the plate, he already felt that they were delicious. In fact, he was a neat freak. Now that he had been picked out like this, he really had no appetite.