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Chapter 363

Penelope would still ask away, although she knew Holly wouldn't mind. It was really manipulative.

Holly smiled lightly and nodded, saying nothing.

Hunter had a chef who specialized in Jardington cuisine. Dinner was hearty, with a total of eight courses.

Hunter said, "Holly, you should eat more. You've been hard at work restoring the paintings. You've grown thin."

Holly smiled. "Thank you, Mr. Fox."

Bryce served her a bowl of oxtail soup. "Here. Have some soup."

Penelope immediately followed suit, bringing a plate of roasted quail to Holly. "Have some quail, Holly. It's roasted to perfection."

Holly smiled. "I'm afraid I'm not a fan of roasted quail."

Penelope's smile froze. "Well, what do you…"

Holly said calmly, "I can get my own food. Thank you very much."

Penelope looked a little embarrassed.

Her phone vibrated. Someone had messaged her.

She took out her phone and glanced at it. Then, she smiled at Hunter and said, "My father sends you his regards, Mr. Fox. He personally
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