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Chapter 806: Chapter 800: Daddy’s Pampering 5

Sister-in-law glanced at Tiana Thorne and then replied, "He came back an hour ago, now he’s in the study with Mr. Ford."

Upon hearing this, Tiana Thorne couldn’t help but recall the images of the study.

She had never seen Aiden Shaw and her father together, so she really couldn’t picture it.

Preston Quinn walked over at this moment and said, "Madam, dinner is ready. Let’s have it while it’s hot."

Tiana Thorne was taken aback, "Didn’t we just get back? How did it get done so quickly?"

"Mr. Ford had instructed to prepare it in advance."

Upon hearing this, Tiana felt her heart warm.

With such a mother, such a father, what they gave her had no trace of negativity, only healing.

She smiled, "Mm."

When they reached the dining room, she saw the dishes on the table. Unlike typical families of wealth, where three people eat but prepare a whole table of food.

A very simple meal, yet exquisite and warm.

Preston Quinn added, "Tonight, Mr. Ford cooked personally."

Rouge Jarvis’s gaze had long been fixed on the egg custard. Even if Preston didn’t mention it, he knew that it was Old Ford who cooked with his own hands.

Tiana first tasted the shredded potatoes; the flavor couldn’t be considered extraordinary, yet somehow it felt like the best green pepper and shredded potatoes she’d ever had.

This deliciousness came from a heartfelt place.

May Sloane gripped the chopsticks, not daring to move.

She never imagined in her life that one day she would dine with Rouge Jarvis, let alone taste a dish personally prepared by Mr. Ford.

Seeing May Sloane sitting stiffly without moving, Rouge Jarvis asked, "Why aren’t you picking up your chopsticks?"

"I... I..."

She faltered twice and found no words.

Tiana knew she was nervous and served her some food, "Eat up, sister."

This word "sister" finally helped May relax quite a bit.

Meeting in this life, she learned to be content.

...

The study.

Father and son sat on the sofa.

In front of them were three or four empty bottles.

Aiden Shaw’s distinguished features were tinged slightly with wine red, and he had undone two buttons on his white shirt, adding a hint of casual ease compared to his usual cold and noble demeanor.

Graham Ford lounged lazily on the sofa, holding a goblet, looking at him, "Want another drink?"

Aiden Shaw didn’t reply. He raised his glass, clinked it with his father’s, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one go.

The fiery liquor burned its way down his throat, sparking a stronger determination.

His father said, if he could outdrink him, he wouldn’t hold him accountable for what happened with the sixteen.

If he couldn’t, then he couldn’t have the sixteen.

Normally, he didn’t drink much, aside from sipping a glass or two on sleepless nights.

He didn’t particularly think alcohol tasted good, but tonight’s drink was exceptionally sweet and full-bodied.

After an hour of drinking, he didn’t feel the slightest intoxication.

He poured another for Graham Ford, looked up at him, "Dad, how did you manage to win mom over back then?"

Graham Ford clinked glasses with him again, "Naturally, it was by charming her with how I drink."

Aiden Shaw believed him.

Back when he was a child, he remembered hearing his mother say that his father looked very handsome when he drank.

He raised his glass again and drank it all in one go.

Graham Ford watched him with slightly squinting eyes, the look in his eyes seemed to hold countless threads. If it weren’t for the connections he owed to Tiana leading him to donate blood, it wouldn’t just be about drinking.

He lit a cigarette, taking a break.

He turned his head to look at him. Somehow, he still didn’t quite want to believe that he was Tiana’s lover.

Or maybe, even though his daughter had returned, it still felt like a dream.

Frowning slightly, he asked, "How far have you two progressed?"