Chapter 208

　　Fern's Perspective 　　"Mom, I'd like another roast." Daniel's voice rang out sharply, pulling me back to the present. His little hands shot up in the air, and his eyes sparkled as he eagerly watched the waiter bringing the dish. His movements were effortless, as though he had nothing to hide, no secrets to keep. 　　I took a deep breath, and the corner of my mouth lifted into a faint smile. "Eat slowly, don't choke." My words were light, but underneath the table, my hands clenched into fists, a thin sheen of sweat breaking out on my palms. 　　Giovanni's gaze felt like a searchlight, locking onto me with unsettling intensity. 　　I kept my composure, the smile on my face unwavering. "As you can see, Mr. Giovanni, this is my son, Daniel." 　　"A human son?" Giovanni asked bluntly, his tone smooth yet heavy, the kind of gentleness that carried a weight you couldn't ignore. He picked up his dinner knife and sliced into his steak with deliberate slowness, his gaze lifting to meet mine with an int