However, before she could give the te to Tristan, Noora stopped her.

"Young Miss, it’s all for you. If Master Tristan wants to eat too, I could ask the chef to prepare another full te of this delicious food for him," Noora said while helping her ce the second te on the table.

Be was even more surprised. She looked at the two tes in front of her and then turned to look at Noora, who was still standing behind her with a strange smile framing her face.

She motioned for Noora toe closer, then whispered, "Do you want me to return to the size I was five years ago? Well, Aunty, I don’t want to be fat again, alright!"

Noora softlyughed before answering.

"Hahaha, you are so funny, young Miss. Of course not. But from now on, you should start eating more protein than usual. You need plenty of protein to be stronger and healthier."

Noora giggled, remembering what Geoffrey had said to her. They will soon have another child in the house, and just thinking about it made her happy. ’It would be fun having another kid around, right?’

Be frowned in confusion, looking at Noora’s odd expression.

"Speak more clearly, Aunty Noora. What are you trying to say?" Her voice slightly raised, but without entirely losing her gentleness.

"Hehehe, Miss, you also have to control your emotions. You can’t get angry easily because that’s not good for, you know what I mean—" Noora paused when Be red at her. "O-Okay, Miss, hurry up and eat while the meat is still warm."

Noora runs to the corner, avoiding Be, who scolds her with her gaze.

Be opened her mouth to say something, but Noora had already left. Her confusion grew thicker.

’What happened with Aunt Noora? Wait…what happened HERE? Why does everyone look weird? Did something happen before we came?’ she wondered while trying to eat.

"What’s wrong, Be?" Natalie asked, confused when her daughter’s expression changed to worry and perplexed.

"Are you alright, Be?" Isaac also noticed her annoyance. "Oh dear, are you not feeling well?"

Be silently took a deep sigh before she responded. However, just before she spoke, Lewis Sinir’s angry voice rang in the air, surprising everyone. Instantly, everyone is now looking at him.

"You Brat!! Tsk, my granddaughter-inw has just returned from East City, and you’re making her even more exhausted!" Lewis narrowed his eyes on his Grandson. "Can you hold yourself, brat?"

Be’s eyes widened when she heard Lewis’s words.

’Why does Grandpa Lewis sound strange, just like Noora and Grandpa?’ She was utterly speechless.

Tristan was equally perplexed as Be. He was also confused by his grandfather’s weird words and unusual tone. His brows furrowed as he looked at him.

Natalie and Dax didn’t understand either. They looked at Tristan and Be alternately as if asking with their gazes, "Are they hiding something?"

The room became more tense as everyone now stared at Tristan, waiting for him to respond. He shook his head while leaning closer to his Grandpa and whispered to ask, "What do you want to say, Grandpa?"

"Hahaha... It’s fine... It’s fine... Alright, Brat, continue to eat your lunch," Lewis Sinir said, gently patting Tristan’s back before turning his gaze to Isaac. "Alright, Isaac, let’s enjoy the warm weather outside and talk about... Ahem...

You know what I mean, right?"

"Hahaha, of course, let’s go, my friend..." Isaac dly stood from his seat and followed Lewis.

Tristan was speechless, watching his Grandpa and Isaac Donovan leave with a satisfiedugh.

He turned his gaze to Be again, surprised to see she had almost finished her lunch.

***

That day went by so fast.

After lunch, Be was busy helping her mother.

Be tried to provide her with everything, including clothes and newmunication devices.

They also discussed ns for her mother to go to the hospital for an examination in the next few days.

She only returned to the main house before dinner.

After dinner, Be had no energy; she just wanted to return to her room and rx.

Fortunately, Tristan was working in his home office.

So Be decides to video call her best friend, Harper. She needs to ask Harper about branded clothes.

For almost a month, Be didn’tmunicate with Harper via video call; they only exchanged texts because they were equally swamped with work.

Sitting at the work desk in the corner of the room, Be stared at herptop screen as she opened her FaceTimed.

"OMG! What the heck!" Harper gasped in shock when she saw Be’s face at the other end. "Damn! You are finally calling me."

Be felt amused looking at Harper’s shocked expression. Judging by how terrible her appearance was now, with her ck hair tied in a messy bun and still wearing silk pajamas, she could guess Harper had just woken up.

"Good morning, Pretty Harper..." Be greeted her happily.

"Jeez! Where have you been, girl?" Harper’s voice sounded happy; however, her eyes now slightly trembled and blurred with emotion.

"What the hell! Why are you crying?" Be was speechless when she saw this cheerful girl suddenly be a whiny girl.

Harper cleared her throat before responding, "Ugh, you know what, Be? After you returned to your foolish hubby, you forgot me, huh!?" she said while shaking her head, her arms crossed over her chest.

Be couldn’t help butugh, hearing Harper still calling Tristan foolish.

"Hahaha, you’re wrong, dear. I haven’t forgotten about you, but we are busy here," Be sighed deeply.

She started feeling stressed again, remembering so many significant problems in thepany after she took over. And the one that stole most of her time was Ster Entertainment, that bitch Laura Kiels.

This left her without time to call or video chat with Harper over the past weeks because Laura Kiels consumed almost all her time in the office.

"Well, do you know what’s happening in thepany?" Be asked, attempting to shift Harper’s focus away from ming her.

"Ster Entertainment?" Suddenly, Harper’s expression turned stiff.

"Yes."

"Of course, I know. Stefan reports everything to me. How the hell does a mere B-list celebrity try to nder ourpany? Is she tired of making a living there? Trying to mess with us?"