Chapter 1601

The moment the words slipped out, Lucille realized something was amiss. So she abruptly swerved, turning "let me help you, mom" into "let me help you... okay?" It was quite a rough transition. Even Annabelle, who was caught off guard, was amused by it and replied, "No need for that. You are our guest, it would be improper to have you help with these chores." As she spoke, she placed the ball of wool yarn she was holding into the hands of a servant nearby. Lucille didn't say anything; rather she only smiled in response. That was a close one. She almost gave herself away. That sort of scene just now happened numerous times during her childhood; hence, the words slipped out naturally. Fortunately, no one had noticed. In order to divert the conversation, Lucille set the bag of fruits she brought with her on the tea table. A bunch of small grapefruits rolled out from the bag, eliciting an "Ah!" of surprise from Annabelle, who remarked with delight, "These grapefruits are the best. Where did