"This is my mother's."
"Oh, and it's my uncle's too."
Gary Johnson distributed a painting to each person, and no one else said anything until he reached Alan Johnson.
Alan Johnson raised an eyebrow, "Oh? You actually have one for me? I didn't expect that. We haven't met in so many years. Gary, you've developed the ability to predict the future, it seems. I only returned with you, and yet you have already prepared a painting for me in advance. Let me see."
As Alan Johnson said this, he gave Gabriella Dyer a meaningful glance.
Old Sir of Johnson Family also furrowed his brow but said nothing.
Even Chloe Simpson, an outsider, could sense that the atmosphere in the dining room changed when Alan Johnson spoke.
Gary Johnson quickly attempted to mediate, "Second Uncle, you're really hurting my feelings by saying that. How could I ever forget you? I prepare a painting for you every year, but you weren't here before. All those paintings are in my room. I'll get them for you later."
