Daphne walked into the living room, where Allen was sitting on the couch, and set the folder on the coffee table in front of him. "This is the report you requested, sir," she said professionally.
Allen looked up, his eyes meeting hers briefly before he opened the folder and began to scan the contents. "Thank you, Daphne. I appreciate it."
Aunt Beatrice, who was sitting nearby, chimed in, "Dinner might be ready soon, dear. You should join us before Allen tires you out with work."
Daphne smiled and thanked her, "Thank you Aunt Beatrice. I'll go help Sophia out in the kitchen."
As Daphne headed towards the kitchen, Allen's gaze followed her, his expression softening for a moment before he refocused on the report.
As Daphne walked into the kitchen, Sophia greeted her with a big smile. "Hey, Daph! I'm glad you're here."
"Hey, Sophie! How can I help?" Daphne asked, looking around the kitchen.
Sophia handed her a knife and some vegetables. "Can you chop these veggies for me? I'
