Liz stopped in her tracks and turned to Kimberly. “Good evening, Mrs. Smith. Weren’t you the ones who invited me to dinner? I’m hungry. Let’s eat.”Kimberly drew in a deep breath, forcing down her anger. “So impatient. Anyone would think we’ve been starving you.”Liz ignored her and walked straight to the dining table. Spread before her were over a dozen beautifully plated dishes, rich in color and aroma. However, not a single one was to her liking.Kimberly’s teeth clenched, ready to snap at her, but Mandy gave her a subtle nudge, reminding her that Zac was still present. Kimberly swallowed her anger and turned with a forced smile. “Mr. Lincoln, now that Liz is here, shall we start dinner?”At that moment, Michael walked in from the entryway. Hearing Kimberly, he quickly chimed in. “Yes, Mr. Lincoln, please.”Seeing the two of them treat him so deferentially, Zac’s lips curved into a faint smile. He remembered clearly the first time he had come to the Smith Residence five years
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