Chapter 3

Suddenly, Liam gasped and held his chest subconsciously.

I scooped a spoonful of food and smiled meaningfully.

He had not been hoping for that? That was pain one would experience with a developing bosom.

“Is your imaginary bosom hurting you again?” I asked with fake concern.

“Anna, quick, massage them for him. After all, you’re the only one he wants the massage from.”

Anna wrapped her arm around Liam’s shoulders tightly. She did not seem to notice his strange behavior. Instead, she thought that I was trying to stir up some nonsense. Her face fell.

“Sawyer, can you stop jinxing him?”

After she asked that, one of the distant relatives immediately agreed.

“That’s right, Sawyer, you have to be more understanding. Anna and Liam are very close. We’ve known him since they were children.

“They’re basically siblings. You don’t have to take it to heart.

“They’re just playing, it’s no fun if you take it seriously.”

I took a sip of alcohol and nodded with a smile.

“I don’t mind. They’re basically sisters, I understand.”

Liam was stunned. He had not expected me to stay so calm.

On the contrary, Anna looked elated to see that I had finally understood her.

After a few rounds of alcohol, some of the cousins suggested playing a game, and the loser had to listen to the winner.

Liam grabbed his cards and immediately cheered.

He locked his eyes on me.

“Sawyer, you’ve lost! Then, you… should peel a plate of shrimps for Anna. You have to feed her personally!”

Everyone agreed.

“That’s a good idea! Sawyer, quick!”

Sure, I would play along if he wanted me to.

As Liam looked at me playfully, I put on my gloves expressionlessly and started to slowly peel the shrimps.

The red shrimps piled up on the plate as smoke rose up.

Anna’s cheeks were red. She looked a little smug and embarrassed. She leaned in closer and opened her mouth slightly.

I picked up the plate. She looked at me expectantly. I turned around and put all the shrimp on my nephew’s plate.

“Charlie, you should eat more so you can grow taller.”

Anna’s face fell. I looked at her and asked on purpose.

“Why? We’re family. I’m feeding my nephew some food. Why are you having such a big reaction? Can’t you be more generous?”

Everyone’s expressions were different. A few elders were already looking over in disappointment.

Liam thought his plan had worked and smugly cocked an eyebrow at me.

I looked at the scattered cards on the table and sneered in secret.

These card games were nothing to me.

I was only refamiliarizing myself earlier. It was my turn to shine.

As expected, I got the upper hand in the next round.

I held my cards as I swept my gaze across all participants. Then, my gaze landed on Liam.

I smiled and immediately instructed him.

“Liam, you should feed Harry a cherry tomato with your mouth. You can’t drop it.”

Harry Smith was a famous pervert. He was not married despite being in his 30s. He always stared at everyone with a perverted gaze. He had been staring at Liam.

Everyone immediately became quiet.

Anna blew up.

“Sawyer, are you crazy?”

I looked innocent.

“He’s family. It’s just a game. It’s no big deal, right? Is Liam only willing to spend time with girls instead of guys?”