"There's no one here to assist me."

Rosalynn couldn't help but chuckle.

“The dishes certainly Look great, but are they also delicious?"

"Try them and see," Brian replied.

Rosalynn glanced around and decided to taste a piece of spare rib first.

The sweet and sour flavor melded beautifully with the freshness of the meat, delighting her taste buds.

“Wow, it's incredibly delicious!" she exclaimed, pleased with the outcome.

He truly was a remarkable man, able to excel in any endeavor.

Brian couldn't help but smile as he basked in the praise.

Playfully, he wrapped his arm around her slender waist and said, “Honey, I haven't had the chance to taste the spare ribs yet."

"Then go ahead and taste them. I'LL serve you a piece," Rosalynn offered, ready to pick up a spare rib for Brian.

“No, let me try it this way," Brian declared, gripping her waist firmly to prevent her movement. He leaned down slightly and planted a tender kiss on her soft, crimson lips.

Rosalynn was taken aback, feeling the gentle touch of his Lips against hers. Her heart melted in warmth as she reciprocated, enveloping his slender waist with her arms and closing her eyes to savor the moment.

Outside the window, the sunshine beamed, illuminating this tender scene.

Calvert coughed loudly and assertively, breaking the enchanting atmosphere.

"Shall we proceed with Lunch now?" he interjected.

Rosalynn's heart skipped a beat as she heard a cough, causing her to abruptly distance herself from Brian.

"Oh, it's already lunchtime," she exclaimed, a tinge of regret in her voice.

How could she have lost track of time when she was with Brian?

Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment as her grandfather caught sight of her flirting with Brian in the kitchen.

Rosalynn gathered the dishes and made her way to the door, trying to appear nonchalant.

While passing by Calvert, she stole a furtive glance at him before quickly diverting her gaze, feigning indifference. Yet, her ears continued to burn.