At the dining table, no matter what Sean Saint tried to grab, Sparkle Gold always snatched it midway.
Already having trouble using chopsticks, he couldn't get anything to eat. His stomach growled with hunger as he fumed and craved: "Wicked woman, stop taking my food!"
Sparkle Gold glanced at him disdainfully: "You should yield to the disabled, got it?"
Having said that, she contentedly took his food and ate it.
"Dad, look how bad she is!" Sean Saint looked at his dad with tears in his eyes, hoping he would stand up for him.
Evan Saint sighed helplessly: "Sparkle Gold, can you stop being so childish?"
"I cannot." Sparkle Gold showed no sign of embarrassment and continued to gorge.
"Dad, look at her!"
Sparkle Gold looked at him provocatively: "How about a one-on-one match? If you lose, you have to do one thing the winner asks. Do you dare?"
No kid can resist a challenge like that, so he immediately accepted: "Who's afraid of who!"
"Come on, let's battle!"
"Alright!"
And so the big one and the little one started their match.
Inevitably, Sean Saint didn't get a single bite of food and held in so much frustration that his little face turned red.
Sparkle Gold patted her stomach and sighed with satisfaction: "I'm so full."
Sean Saint stared at her but didn't dare to speak up.
Sparkle Gold ordered decisively: "He's only allowed to have vegetarian porridge tonight and nothing else."
"Why?" As a meat eater, Sean Saint couldn't bear a meal without meat.
"Because I won."
"You..."
"A bet's a bet, little boy. You can't even handle that?"
"Of course I can."
"That's good, I'm going to bed now." Sparkle Gold got up and waved her hand.
There might be another battle tomorrow, she needed to maintain her good condition!
"Dad—"
"A bet's a bet." Evan Saint looked at him steadily, "Sean, you're a man, you know?"
Sean Saint dejectedly let his shoulders drop: "I know."
"Good boy—" Evan Saint patted his son's head and went upstairs.
Seeing the master leave, the servant whispered quickly: "Young master, don't worry. I'll sneak some good food to you later."
Sean Saint's eyes lit up at first, then he shook his head: "A bet's a bet, I'm going to my room."
Could a little foodie resist once the food was ready?
The servant, confident in knowing him well, prepared a large amount of delicious food and brought it to him, only to be intercepted by Sparkle Gold halfway.
"He's only allowed to have vegetarian porridge."
"But he's just a child, how can you be so vicious?" the servant muttered indignantly, having never seen such a shameless woman.
"Take it away and make him a bowl of porridge."
"Do you think moving into this house makes you the mistress of it? Don't delude yourself. A woman like you, with no manners, is not what the master would fancy."
"I said, take it away and make him a bowl of porridge!" Sparkle Gold said coldly, repeating each word.
"Who do you think you are? Why do you order me?"
Sparkle Gold took a step forward, intimidating her: "Behave and don't bark around!"
"You're such a vicious woman, I'm going to tell the madam you're abusing the young master..."
"Don't force me to take action."
"I don't believe you can do anything to me." The servant, confident because the young master loved her cooking, didn't regard Sparkle Gold.
Sparkle Gold suddenly grabbed her leg.
The servant shrieked and fell, dropping everything on herself in a mess.
"You..."
"Don't yell. When I'm in a bad mood, even I am scared of myself." Sparkle Gold looked at her from above.
The servant dared not speak.
"Starting today, he's not allowed to eat greasy food at night. If I find out you're making high-calorie, high-fat food for him at night again, I'll make you cry with a rhythm."
With that, she strutted off proudly.