Olivia snorted. "Don't you forget that you're eating in my house. The cheek of yours to spew such nonsense…"Glancing at the dishes on the table, she then said, "You've been married into this family for years, but you haven't cooked me anything. Jasmine, on the other hand, is caring endlessly for Natasha after she's been hospitalized. The difference is really there for all to see.""You're such a comedian, Mrs. Bolton," Melody retorted coolly. "As a perfectly healthy person, you're perfectly capable of cooking for yourself, aren't you?"Olivia's eyes flashed in anger, and she growled tempestuously, "You little—""Enough!" Jonathan snapped right then, slamming his fork and knife on the table while glaring at Olivia. "I invited Melody here. If you disrespect her, you're disrespecting me!"Jonathan's outburst stopped Olivia from speaking up. Having no choice but to withhold her anger, she could only shoot Melody a look of grief.At the same time, Jonathan wheeled on his own grandson
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