Kenneth walked toward Anthony's seat and sat. After rolling up his sleeves, he started to brew tea.
Everyone immediately circled him when they saw what he was doing.
Kenneth lifted his gaze to look at them briefly before dropping his gaze back to his hands with a smile. Each movement he made was elegant yet had the grace of nobility.
He poured boiling water into the teapot and swiftly drained it. He repeated the process with the skill of ₐ professional.
Then, he slid the lid over the opening of the pot and poured the content into the cups. His slim fingers were like a work of art throughout the entire process.
Everyone stared at the teacups in front of them with shock.
“Take a sip,” Kenneth invited.
Natasha looked at it for a while before lifting the cup to her mouth.
Following their mother, the children lifted the cups to their mouths. Denise stared at Kenneth with admiration after a sip. “Daddy, I can't believe you know how to make tea too. Moreover, your movements are more elegant than the teacher's.”
Kenneth smiled at the compliment. “I haven’t brewed tea in a long time, so my skills are a bit rusty.”
“That's not the case at all! You're amazing!” Denise was looking at her father like he was her idol.
Kenneth chuckled at her praise. “Tea making can cultivate oneself. Watch less tv series, Denise, and drink more tea.”
“Daddy, I was praising you so much. Can't you compliment me a bit?”
“It's for your own good.”
“Got it!” Denise said.
At that moment, Kenneth turned to glance at Anthony and Benjamin. They looked like the sons of noblemen as they sat there quietly.
“How about the two of you? How was it? Do you like it here?” Kenneth asked after another sip.
Anthony nodded. “It's okay.”
“Meaning?”
“He meant everything's good here, but there's no Nat!” Benjamin shot an understanding glance at Anthony, then picked up his teacup and look a sip.
Kenneth's gaze shifted to Anthony. The little boy didn't object to Benjamin's explanation.
Kenneth started, “Adults need their own spaces too. You're all grown up now, so you should think about yourself more. As for your worries, rest assured, I'll take care of them for you.”
Kenneth's shamelessness left Anthony, Benjamin, and Denise speechless.
Daddy, do you think everyone is oblivious to your ulterior motive? Why would you put yourself on a pedestal?
Anthony merely cast him a glance, then smiled elegantly, not saying anything.
Saying more will only hurt our relationship.
At that moment, Terence and Liam appeared from somewhere in the house, squabbling as they approached.
“Since today is a good day, I'll let you go this once. I'm not going to fight with you.” Terence walked into the room with his hands clasped behind his back.
Liam was trudging beside him with a cane and refuted, “Wow, Terence, you finally know how to let others win for once. Did you finally find your conscience after all these years?”
“Liam, you—”
“You were the one who said you would let me win. Don't you remember?” Liam argued.
Terence was rendered speechless at the quip.
The others sat silently, watching the bickering duo. They exchanged amused glances as though the two's bickering was a common occurrence.
Natasha signaled Denise with a look, and Denise nodded.
“Great-grandpa, Gramps!”
The soft call stopped the duo's argument and drew their attention.
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