Daniela's face turned sour.

Sebastian was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Daniela looked away, lowered her head, and said softly, "The doctor said you can't use your hands."

Sebastian's brows furrowed slightly.

He really didn't take this minor injury seriously, and he didn't want to worry her.

"It's fine."

He said, and used his right hand to clip a piece of food for her.

Daniela: …

Daniela couldn't help but roll her eyes at him, and said: "What about your left hand? Can't you use it?"

Sebastian's eyes fell on his left hand, and he pursed his lips.

His left hand wasn't as dexterous as his right.

He could pick things up, but eating, no.

Daniela was silent for a moment, then got up helplessly.

Sebastian was taken aback, his eyes suddenly becoming deep and filled with anticipation.

Could it be that Daniela was going to feed him personally?

It wasn't impossible.

But to his surprise, Daniela walked over to the cabinet, took out a spoon, and placed it in his hand.

"Your left hand can use a spoon, right? Even a one-year-old baby can do it, so you can too. Mr. Romero, come on."

With that, Daniela didn't bother with him anymore, burying her head and continuing to eat.

Sebastian looked at the spoon in his hand and pursed his lips.

Throughout the meal, neither of them mentioned what happened that morning, as if it had never happened.

—

At the entrance of Lu Shan International, the two got out of the car.

They had only walked a couple of steps when the car lights behind them flashed.

They stopped and looked back, only to see Ivan's car speeding towards them.

Ivan got out of the car with a worried expression on his face. Seeing that Daniela was unharmed, he finally relaxed.

"Daniela." Ivan's face was full of apology, "I didn't expect Genevieve to be so reckless."

He had sent the two of them here with ulterior motives.

Firstly, he wanted them to change their personalities. Secondly, he also hoped that they would interact more with Daniela and not become estranged.

They were supposed to be the closest four people in their generation.

But he didn't expect Genevieve to have such strong animosity towards Daniela, pulling her without regard, almost causing Daniela to fall.

Daniela pursed her lips: "Mr. Jones, you saw what happened, I guess it's very difficult for me to get along with them. Maybe you should reconsider?"

Ivan gave a wry smile: "I was too optimistic. You are so excellent, I originally wanted them to learn something from you."

Daniela shook her head slightly: "Scott and Genevieve are also very excellent people. It's just that you, Mr. Jones, have high expectations for them."

Ivan nodded: "I understand."

"Wait a moment."

He turned and got back into the car, took out a gift box and handed it to Daniela.

"Grandma bought this from Denis's bakery today, she told me to deliver it to you. Don't refuse it."

The sweet, not too strong, milky fragrance wafted out of the box, very tempting.

Daniela thought of Myra's nostalgic look as she ate the pastries, and couldn't help but sigh, she reached out and took it: "Thank Myra for me."

Ivan smiled: "You like it, grandma will be very happy."

Daniela smiled back.

The atmosphere between them was very harmonious.

Even though they had such a conflict with Scott and Genevieve, Daniela still maintained her usual good manners towards Ivan.

In Daniela's heart, Ivan truly occupied a different position.

This realization made Sebastian's heart tighten suddenly.

There was Lucas before, now Lucas went to study abroad, and now Ivan appeared.

Was it never-ending?

Sebastian stared at the gift box in Daniela's hand, his eyes narrowing involuntarily.

Ivan noticed the coldness radiating from him, looked over, and met his gaze.

Both of them couldn't help but laugh coldly.

Ivan said coldly: "Mr. Romero, your hand is not healed yet? What kind of injury is so serious? Are you putting on a show here?"

"Minor injury." Sebastian's eyes were slightly cold, "What kind of tactic is Mr. Jones using?"

"Heh, unsolicited kindness, there is no good without evil."