“That’s right, Mrs. Lee,” he answered politely, catching the way Daisy fidgeted with her spoon beside him.Her mother kept watching him. “She also said she makes your lunch every day.”“That’s because I want to,” Daisy interrupted before he could respond.“Well, you should not,” her father cut in. “My little girl should not be treated like a personal servant.”“I am not a little girl anymore,” Daisy shot back, her voice rising. “And it is just lunch, Dad. I already make mine. Making an extra one does not take much.”“It is still extra work.”“Henry,” her mother said in a calm, commanding tone that made it clear there was no room for debate. He went quiet immediately. Jaxon glanced at Daisy. She lowered her head, eyes focused on her plate. More proof, when Marianne Lee spoke, the conversation ended. Jaxon decided it was time to speak up.“She does make my lunch,” he said, and all three of them looked at him. “And she is really good at it.”Mrs. Lee allowed a small smile. “She learned e
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