"Hey!" Lydia murmured, even though she felt happy.When she looked at the exquisite dishes in front of her, all still beautifully presented on plates, not in takeout containers, she was even happier. They were all her favorite dishes.Becky, who was nearby, could not help but comment, "Ms. Miller, Mr. Truman is really good to you.""Of course, I should take care of my wife," Henry said with a smile.Lydia's face flushed red. She said, "Becky, why don't you sit and eat with us?""No, this is specially bought for you by Mr. Truman." Becky quickly refused."It's fine. There's plenty here, and we won't be able to finish it all." Lydia insisted."It still seems too expensive," Becky said."It's meant to be eaten. Sit down and enjoy," Henry said.Becky finally took a seat. She could tell they were from a high-end restaurant and had never tasted such giant lobsters. Still, she was too shy to start eating until Lydia served her.Henry joined in the meal, discussing some company matte
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