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Mr. Hunt smilingly commented, “Young people lack foresight, so it’s understandable. It’s par for the course.”
Logan didn’t feel that he’d done anything wrong. There were two plates of steamed prawns on the table, so he
moved one of them right before Lola. “I was a touch embarrassed to do this earlier, but now that everything is on
the table, there’s nothing to be embarrassed about anymore. Here, this is all yours, Lola.”
Lola truly admired his level of shamelessness. They’ve already mocked him that much, yet he can still be so brazen
in his speech.
At the side, Mrs. Hunt couldn’t quite stop laughing. “I never knew that Logan’s so hilarious!”
Old Mr. Jefferson harrumphed. “You think he’s hilarious, but I feel like beating him to death!”
Not at all bothered, Logan peeled two prawns for Lola and placed them into her bowl. “You don’t need to bother
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Failing to stifle her laughter, Lola guffawed. Jealous? The thing is, what could these people at the dinner table be
jealous of?
At this time, the usually taciturn Lysa giggled as well. “Logan’s mental fortitude is particularly strong. He has a set
of personal standards, and he doesn’t care whatever people may say. I think such a spirit is quite valuable.” As this
remark fell, one couldn’t tell for certain whether it was a compliment or scorn.
Logan nodded, looking all proud to have received a compliment. “Therefore, all of you have to learn from me. Got
it? You’ve got to strengthen yourself mentally every day. Look at me. No one can hurt me.” He was actually right,
for he was both mentally and physically strong, so it was indeed true that no one could hurt him. After the bout of
laughter, everyone started eating. It was a joyous occasion today, so all the men at the table indulged. The kitchens
prepared freshly-made grape juice for Lola, claiming that it had an antiemetic effect. The Jeffersons truly care a lot
for me! In a good mood, her appetite was likewise great, and she ate more than usual. Although Logan was clinking
glasses beside her, the focus of his attention had always been centered on her. The moment she turned to get to
her feet, he swiftly asked, “What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?” Placing her hand on his shoulder, Lola patted
him gently. “I’m fine. I’m just going to the washroom.” Logan’s worry wasn’t an act at all, and Mrs. Hunt saw it plain
as day at the side. Lola ate a lot, yet she was also quick, so she was already full while the others were still eating as
they chatted. She languidly made her way to the refrigerator in the kitchen. After a moment’s contemplation, she
rummaged in the freezer. Logan had been keeping an eye on her out of his peripheral vision, so he instantly sprang
up when he noticed her opening the freezer. Without even saying a single word to the others, he strode toward the
kitchen. His movement was so sudden that everyone around him was shocked. Mrs. Hunt knew that Lola had gone
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to the kitchen, so now that she saw him hurrying over, she hastily followed, thinking that something might have
happened to Lola.
However, before she’d even reached them, she saw Lola crouched in front of the refrigerator while Logan stood
beside her, stilling her hand that happened to be holding a carton of ice cream. Since Logan had imbibed, his eyes
were slightly red at this time. “No. You’ve just had dinner, and this is too cold.” Pressing her mouth into a flat line,
Lola put on a pitiful expression. This was exactly the expression Logan couldn’t stand, so he loosened his hold on
her hand after some deliberation. “Just a little bit. You can only eat a tiny bit.” All at once, Lola beamed. “Okay!”
However, just when she’d stood up with the ice cream in hand, Mrs. Hunt came over. “No, you can’t eat that.”
Startled at the sight of her, Lola’s voice turned feeble. “I’ll just eat a bite.” Mrs. Hunt went over and took the ice
cream away. “You can’t eat this. You’ve just had dinner, and you drank a lot of juice, so your stomach won’t be able
to take this now. Your nausea lately has been severe to begin with, so your stomach is already in distress. Don’t eat
such stimulating stuff.” .