Bert hesitated for a moment, but he still picked up the plate of twisted duck intestines. They had a grayish-pink color with red oil on top. His eyebrows furrowed slightly, but he eventually took a bite.
His teeth clamped down on the intestines, which weren't as tough as he had imagined. They broke easily with a crisp sound. The duck intestines were thin and surprisingly free of any unpleasant taste.
It was indeed not bad.
Lucas, with his innocent eyes wide open, watched him eat, eagerly asking, "How is it? Is it delicious?"
Bert nodded and said, "Not bad."
"Then, Mr. Harper, have a little more!"
Lucas encouraged Bert to try other dishes as well, and except for the pig brains, he found everything else acceptable. Lucas felt a sense of accomplishment, continuously picking and serving dishes for him.
It was rather amusing how the roles were reversed. In most households, adults would be the ones serving kids, but here, it was the opposite.
"Oh, by the way, Mr. Harper, why haven't we seen Ms. Graves lately?" Lucas asked casually while eating, glancing at him as if it were an innocent question.
At the mention of Alivia, Bert's hand paused momentarily while serving, but he quickly resumed his natural demeanor and replied calmly, "She's been busy with something."
"Busy?" Lucas looked at his expression skeptically, not entirely convinced, "But Ms. Graves promised me last time that she would play with me. Is she lying to me?"
"When did she promise you that?"
"Just the last time we had a meal together," Lucas pouted, feeling a bit upset, "I thought Ms. Graves really liked me, but it turns out she was just pretending."
Knowing Lucas well, Bert changed his approach when he saw Lucas looking low-spirited, "She does like you, but she just doesn't have the time."
"Hasn't she had the time all this while?"
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