Nathaniel Sloan’s narrow eyes narrowed slightly at her words, but he said nothing more. "Let’s eat."
Estelle Lockwood nodded and looked at Liam Sloan. "Let’s go, time to eat."
Liam couldn’t shake the feeling that something bad was about to happen.
After they sat down, the table fell silent. Liam breathed a sigh of relief, only for a piece of meat to suddenly appear in his bowl.
Estelle Lockwood had used the serving chopsticks to give him some food.
Liam looked up and met his brother’s gaze, sucking in a sharp breath. "...?"
’Whoa, sister-in-law, what are you doing?!’
Liam, caving, said quickly, "Haha, no need! You don’t have to worry about me."
Nathaniel Sloan’s gaze darkened, but his expression remained unchanged.
After the meal, Liam made an excuse and beat a hasty retreat. Only then did Nathaniel slowly ask, "Was Miss Lockwood trying to be charitable just now?"
"Not at all. Just showing a little concern," Estelle said nonchalantly. "I’m merely following Mr. Sloan’s excellent example."
Nathaniel’s thin lips curled slightly. "And how is that?"
"Has Mr. Sloan forgotten already?" Estelle asked in mock surprise. "Look, after you and I got married, you were so concerned about whether my sister was eating well, constantly checking in on her for fear she might go hungry. So, by that logic, it’s only right and proper for me to show some concern for your brother."
Estelle put on an exaggerated air. "Isn’t this exactly what I learned from Mr. Sloan? I’m simply spreading his kindness far and wide. Is there a problem with that?"
Nathaniel Sloan was leaning against the wall, shadows flickering across one side of his face.
After a long moment, he chuckled softly. "No problem at all."
Estelle scoffed and was about to head upstairs when she heard Nathaniel speak again. "How did the divorce case consultation with Liam go?"
Estelle raised an eyebrow at his words, her tone meaningful. "If Mr. Sloan is so concerned, why don’t you ask him yourself?"
Nathaniel watched her back, silent for two seconds before calling Liam.
Liam had just gotten into his car. When he saw his brother’s name on the screen, he almost dropped his phone. "H-Hello?"
Nathaniel said leisurely, "A few days ago, I asked if you wanted to take on that big case in Sorhaven. Have you thought about it?"
"The one in Sorhaven?" Liam frowned, fully aware of his own limitations. "Forget it. It’s too much trouble."
"You’re more than capable." Nathaniel wouldn’t have asked if he didn’t think Liam could handle it; he wouldn’t joke about Sorhaven. "With this case, you’ll enhance your resume. You won’t have to only handle divorce cases anymore."
Liam was the picture of apathy, sounding like a total slacker. "But it’s so much work. I just want to handle divorce cases. My greatest goal in life is to help people in need fight off scumbags!"
Nathaniel paused at that but said no more.
"Then call me if you need something."
Liam agreed readily.
After he hung up, the driver asked him, "Sir, Mr. Sloan wanted to arrange a case for you. Why did you refuse?"
Liam waved his hand dismissively. "Ah, I’m not skilled enough. No point trying to get a piece of that pie."

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