At the dining table, Titus Zane had a frosty expression, specifically directed at Nathan Moore.
The success of their creation and Sophie Foster's return was worth celebrating, so she brought out the red wines Nathan had been saving.
Drinking his treasured wine didn't distress Nathan; in the past few years, when she was confined by him, she had already wreaked havoc, starting with a bottle a day, sometimes more.
Yet she smiled at everyone, except when she turned to him, her face immediately turned cold.
Knowing his previous attitude was a bit excessive, he had already self-reflected when Titus got angry. Still, it seemed his behavior wasn't up to the mark.
Nathan sighed, clinked glasses with his brothers, and picked up a piece of fish belly with his chopsticks, placing it on Titus' small plate.
"Honey, the doctor said pregnant women should eat more high-protein foods for smarter babies."
