Robert gazed at Lyyana with teary eyes, his demeanor leaving Lyyana increasingly puzzled. "Uncle, what's wrong?" Lyyana repeated, looking at Robert with a serene and concerned expression."Your cooking reminds me of my late mother," Robert said, wiping away the tears that were about to fall.Lyyana smiled. "I'm sorry, Uncle, this is a dish Grandma used to make when I was little, and Mom used to sell it at the shop.""No need to apologize, Lyyana. I'm actually glad to taste this dish again. Oh yes, I'll be picking up Laura tomorrow, would you like to come, Ly?"Lyyana really wanted to nod, but she remembered she was still involved in an agreement with Petra and couldn't just go like that. "Um...""Lyyana will come with me, Sir," Petra said, drawing various looks from everyone.Robert then looked at Lyyana as if seeking an answer from his niece. Instead of responding, Lyyana just looked at Petra, seeking an explanation for her statement. "If Mr. Petra doesn't mind, then it's okay. But i
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