Chapter Twelve

Elena's POV:

When I stepped into the living room I discovered that no one was present, I heard a little bit of chattering going on towards a certain direction so I followed the voices. And I realized that Mason and Vivian were already seated in the dining room probably awaiting my arrival before they could proceed with their meal. Mason sat at the head of the table while Vivian sat by his left hand side.

“Hi.” I said, as I made my way to the dining table. I sat by Mason's right.

“This seems a bit too much for just three people.” I said, glancing round the table.

On the table lay varieties of dishes: seafood, salad, spaghetti Bolognese, Lobster Bisque, Crab, Chocolate Fondant, and many more.

“Mason likes to have a taste of everything.” Vivian replied, while munching on the vegetables.

I turned to face Mason who was elegantly slicing a crab with a table knife and fork. “Are you some sort of a modern time Oliver Twist?” I asked.

“I am even more greedy than he was.” He replied curtly.

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