Melody smiled, entirely unfazed. "I know how busy you are. Running The Langford Group is no small feat. But it's fine now. I'm back, so we can spend more time together and catch up."
Little Bean grumbled unhappily in her belly, "Mommy, this woman is bad news. You need to watch out for her."
Seraphina rubbed her stomach to soothe him. *I know,* she thought.
Eleanor took a sip of her tea and casually interjected, "Melody, you studied abroad for so many years. Didn't you find a boyfriend?"
Melody's smile stiffened for a fraction of a second, but she quickly recovered her natural poise.
"Eleanor, my studies kept me so busy, I really didn't have the time."
"Oh." Eleanor nodded, her tone light. "Well, now that you're back, it's time to start looking. It's always better for a girl to settle down early."
Eleanor might be getting on in years, but she was far from senile.
She saw right through Melody's intentions.
If Lucian had any feelings for her, they would have gotten together years ago.
He only saw her as a childhood friend.
Now that Lucian was married, Eleanor wasn't about to let Melody ruin anything.
The matriarch absolutely adored her new granddaughter-in-law.
Everyone in the room understood the subtext.
The old lady was giving Melody a clear warning.
Seraphina lowered her eyelashes and picked up her teacup, hiding the slight, amused curve of her lips.
Grandma Eleanor could be sharp-tongued, but her heart was entirely in Seraphina's corner.
Melody's expression shifted before she managed an awkward smile. "You're right, Eleanor. But you can't rush fate."
As she spoke, her gaze drifted toward Lucian.
But he was looking down at his phone, not even bothering to lift his eyes.
From the moment she walked in, Lucian hadn't given her a single proper glance.
Melody bit her lip, her heart burning with indignation.
Hearing this, Lucian picked up the serving tongs and placed a piece of BBQ ribs onto Seraphina's plate.
His movements were entirely natural.
Seraphina froze for a second, glancing up at him in surprise.
Lucian's expression remained neutral as he went back to eating his own meal.
But Seraphina noticed that the rib he had given her was the best piece on the platter—thick with meat and perfectly glazed.
A rush of warmth flooded her chest.
He was incredibly attentive.
Sitting across from them, Melody took in the entire scene.
Her grip on her fork tightened, her knuckles turning slightly white.
Yet she kept a smile plastered on her face, her voice soft and sweet. "You treat Seraphina so well, Eleanor. I'm actually a little jealous."
Eleanor smiled, her tone casual but firm. "She married into the Langford family, which makes her one of us. Of course I'm going to treat her well."

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