The old lady was so infuriated by her that she couldn’t eat, she picked up a porcelain spoon and threw it at Isabella Weaver’s head: "Get out! You’re not allowed into the Hunter Family ho from now on!"
Isabella Weaver dodged the spoon with a swift move, still speaking calmly and earnestly comforting the old lady: "Grandma, don’t be mad. It’s just a plate of shrimp balls, if they’re overdone, they’re overdone. Please eat sothing else, getting angry during als isn’t good for your health. You can scold Cherry Lewis after you finish eating, it’s not too late."
The old lady almost got so angry she coughed up blood!
Clearly, she was cursing her, what does Cherry Lewis have to do with it? This little vixen’s ability to distort facts is really impressive!
Isabella Weaver seed oblivious to the old lady’s somber expression, turned to Cherry Lewis and said, "Do a better job next ti, don’t waste good ingredients, look at how you’ve infuriated Grandma."
Cherry Lewis instantly burst into tears, touching her cut finger as she spoke to the old lady: "Grandma, you have to stand up for , look how unreasonable she is, I... I..."
She was truly angry, so much so that she couldn’t even finish her sentences!
She didn’t know Isabella Weaver was so troubleso! So shaless!
Three people were sparring at the dining table, Zoe Lewis looked dumbstruck, holding a bowl of rice, unsure whether to eat or not, while Ben Hunter acted as if he hadn’t heard anything, letting the three won cause a ruckus, he himself was enjoying his al.
As long as Isabella Weaver wasn’t at a disadvantage, they could make a scene as much as they wanted, otherwise he wouldn’t be able to explain to his grandson.
Seeing Ben Hunter ignoring them, Isabella Weaver couldn’t help but smile slightly.
Hmm, the feeling of bullying others is really nice!
No wonder everyone likes being the bad guy, it’s fun!
Seeing Ben Hunter eating happily, she couldn’t help but open her appetite, trying every dish while eating joyously and being picky.
"This beef tripe is overcooked, Cherry Lewis, pay attention to the cooking ti next ti."
"The pork rib soup is too salty, Grandpa and Grandma can’t eat such salty food at their age, why did you add so much salt?"
"The squirrel fish lacks proper heat control, too oily, and the cuts aren’t aesthetically pleasing, needs more practice."
...
Cherry Lewis was furious, if it weren’t for the presence of the two elders, she would have splashed the scalding pork rib soup right at Isabella Weaver’s face!
She only regretted not poisoning the food to kill Isabella Weaver!
Of course, Isabella Weaver knew she wouldn’t dare to tamper with the food, otherwise the old lady and old man would also be affected, so she ate with confidence.
Cherry Lewis’s cooking was actually quite good, not eating more would be letting her stomach down.
So Isabella Weaver ate without restraint, and by the ti she left the Hunter Family ancestral ho, her stomach was round with food.
The old man couldn’t stop stuffing things into her hands, sending her off with fruits, nuts, and even bird’s nest and other nutritional supplents from the house.
Isabella Weaver left satisfied, while Cherry Lewis left with Zoe Lewis, full of anger, not having eaten enough, returned to the Lewis Family, smashing things, and crying extensively.
Isabella Weaver naturally didn’t know what was happening on Cherry Lewis’s side, she returned ho, took a shower, changed clothes, and turned on her phone to video chat with Harry Hunter.
Harry Hunter’s handso and cool face appeared on the phone screen, yet his voice carried a hint of tenderness: "Did you eat?"
"Yes."
"What did you eat?"
Isabella Weaver was a bit excited: "A lot, but you definitely won’t guess who the cook was today?"
Harry Hunter saw that she was in high spirits tonight, as if she had won a battle, glowing with pride.
He smiled faintly: "Which cook made you so happy?"
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