Michael Quinn put on a thoughtful façade and said, "You know, it's really been quite a few years."
"Can't the food shut you up?" Nora Scott was annoyed.
"It can, it can."
Michael nodded understandingly, quickly shoveling food into his mouth, but his expression remained unserious as he winked at Nora with a smile spreading across his face.
For some reason, Nora suddenly felt that, though it was the same smile, at this moment he seemed to be smiling more brightly.
Not wanting to argue, Nora lowered her head and continued eating, chatting off and on with Michael.
Such an atmosphere was something Nora was used to.
Antonio Easton was a good cook, and when he was in good health, Michael would come over often for meals. As a child, he used to snatch food from Nora, but as he grew up, he toned it down a lot.
