Ethan Quinn ate with such nobility and grace, you'd think he was dining on a rare delicacy from a jade plate, not a simple bowl of pork congee.
Only after Ethan Quinn took a second bite could Amelia Lockhart finally relax.
A bowl of pork congee wasn't a large serving, and Ethan Quinn finished it quickly.
Afterward, a pair of cool, dark eyes fell upon her. He didn't say a word, but Amelia Lockhart understood.
'It means he's not full...'
When Amelia Lockhart returned to the kitchen and saw the congee pot was empty, she fell silent for a moment before sending Lord upstairs to face Ethan Quinn.
Lord stood before Ethan Quinn, trembling as he wiped his mouth. Perhaps out of sheer terror, he even let out a burp.
"BURP~" Lord hastily clamped his chubby little hands over his mouth.
[HAHAHAHA! I'm seriously dying of laughter!]
[Lord: I ate all of Quinn's congee, what do I do? Waiting for answers online, it's urgent!]
This time, Amelia Lockhart cooked another big pot.
