Chapter 393

Alexander Laurent's gaze swept over the food container.

His tone was calm. "Corn and pork floss flavor."

Sebastian Evans paused mid-motion.

"I've tried it a few times before. Recognized it immediately."

Sebastian's fingertips tightened slightly.

Alexander continued. "Sophia is always so thoughtful. She remembers everyone's preferences."

Sebastian's lips curved into a faint smile. "They say Professor Laurent is a man of few words. You're quite talkative today."

"That depends on the person." Alexander looked up. "Just like you, Mr. Evans. Usually so reserved, yet exceptionally warm today. It's only polite to reciprocate."

Sebastian's eyes darkened.

Sophia Sullivan walked out from the kitchen, having finished cleaning.

She smiled when she saw Alexander. "You're here today, Professor?"

Alexander's expression softened. "Heading out?"

"Yes, we—"

Sebastian naturally took her bag. "We can't park long at the alley entrance. We should go."

Sophia nodded. "Goodbye, Professor."

Alexander watched them leave.

He stood still, his gaze deepening.

In the car.

Sophia asked softly, "When did your grandparents return?"

Sebastian held the steering wheel. "Last Friday."

Sophia thought for a moment. "Let's stop by the supermarket on the way. I'll buy some fruit."

"For whom?"

"Your grandparents, of course."

Sebastian shook his head. "No need to be so formal. You don't need to bring gifts to your own home."

"Is it really okay to visit empty-handed for the first official meeting?"

"Bringing gifts would create distance. They'd think you were being too polite."

Sophia hesitated briefly. "I'll follow your lead then."

The Atlante family estate was situated by the back lake.

Grey tiles and white walls surrounded elegant pavilions and waterside gazebos.

Unlike common European-style villas, this residence blended Chinese aesthetics with modern design.

Two stately pine trees stood guard at the entrance.

Sophia had just stepped into the foyer when the elderly lady came forward.

"Clara, you're here! Come in, come and sit."

The old woman's eyes were filled with joy.

Sophia greeted them obediently. "Grandpa. Grandma."

The old woman took her hand and led her to the living room.

"These are all the fruits you like. Freshly washed."

The old man approached carrying a tea set. "Was the journey tiring? Have some tea... or would you prefer something else? We have everything here."

Sophia smiled. "Tea is perfect."

The old man's eyes lit up. "You enjoy tea?"

"Yes."

"This year's fresh pre-Qingming Longjing tea. Please, try it..."

The old woman stood up. "I'll check on the kitchen. I'll add a couple more of your favorite dishes."

Sophia quickly said, "Grandma, please don't go to too much trouble."

The old woman felt a warmth in her heart. "It's no trouble at all. Cooking for you makes me happy."

Sebastian stood to the side, his gaze thoughtful.

It had been a long time since he'd seen his grandmother cook.

After Emilia went missing, the old woman had spent her days weeping.

Now that their daughter was found, she had come back to life.

Sophia gradually relaxed.

She accompanied the old man, sipping tea and chatting.

Speaking of Isabella's past, the old man couldn't help but sigh. "You look so much like your mother when she was young. How did we not recognize it before?"

Sophia was curious. "What was Mom like back then?"

The old man fell into reminiscence. "Your mother, when she was little... so adorable and mischievous. She was the child everyone doted on the most, and also the one who gave everyone the biggest headaches."

Headache?