Chapter 1159

The call ended abruptly, and Hugh let out a deep breath. Just a woman, yet here he was, pouring so much effort into this. If Maeve wanted to play, he would play along. By noon, Hugh had laid out an elaborate lunch, the table brimming with carefully crafted dishes. Even Paul, back in his Palmer family days, had never seen such a spread. He never realized Liam lived a life of such luxury, with 18 dishes served for lunch every day. Liam was practically living like royalty. Comparing his past to Liam's, Paul couldn't help but feel a bit disheartened. As the Palmer heir, his meals had been much more modest. When Paul glanced up, he saw Hugh meticulously arranging the plates, his focus and dedication unmistakable. Paul couldn't help but gain respect for him. He wondered if Hugh was oblivious to Maeve's manipulations. "Youth. That naïvety still shines in his clear eyes," Paul thought. Soon enough, Maeve appeared, gently helping Zion down the stairs, while Liam and Matteo enter