Chapter 1258

"I get it," Stan replied quietly. "I wouldn't have been upset even if you didn't explain yourself. But since you did, I forgive you." Rea's brow creased as she pursed her lips. "See? I knew it. We really shouldn't be too nice to you." While Stan was speechless, Mrs. Fowler was enthusiastically putting food on Stan's plate. "This is our family's favorite dish. Try it." Stan nodded after a bite. "It's good." Mrs. Fowler smiled, while Mr. Fowler poured him a glass of wine. "Can you hold your liquor?" Stan smiled. "More or less." "You're being humble now." Mr. Fowler smiled at him. "You're definitely a good drinker." "A little." Rea had enough right then. "Dad, Stan has work to do, and he has to return to Franconia tomorrow. You're going to make things difficult for him." Mr. Fowler smiled awkwardly. "Right…" "You think?" Rea huffed, snatching his wine away. "Everyone only gets to have one glass." Mr. Fowler glared at Rea. "Party pooper." Rea shrugged. "I'm doing this for your