Chapter 238 I'm Full of Rage

And so, Tyr Summers and Connie Yorke sat down together while the butler, Jameson Zinke, stood beside them to pour their drinks. “Dear Brother Tyr, my mother is so nice to you. I always ask to have these dishes but she wouldn’t make them for me. Now that you’re here, she’s showing you all her culinary skills. I can finally have a good meal.” Having said that, Connie paid no mind to her image and grabbed a chicken wing from the table, chewing it immediately. Carson Yorke’s expression immediately darkened and he snapped, “Look at you. Your guest hasn’t even started eating, but you’re eating with your hands. Put it down at once. Where are your manners?” Unfazed by her father’s scolding, Connie continued to chew her chicken. Grabbing another one, she put it in Tyr’s bowl, chewing as she said, “Dear Brother Tyr, have some too. My mother’s cooking is really good.” Tyr felt a little awkward. This lass’ behavior was poles apart from her exquisite face. Carson didn’t know what to do