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Everyone else at the dining table was gloating.

Yara enjoyed the scene greatly. With so many fudgy brownies, how could Rose eat them all without getting sick? She was looking forward to enjoying Rose's imminent embarrassment!

After eating too quickly, Rose choked a bit. She was handed a glass of water, and she took it without thinking. As she took a sip to swallow the brownie, a fork reached into the plate of brownies. Rose looked up to see Jonathan eating the brownies, gobbling one piece at a time as if afraid someone would take it from him. While she was in a daze, he had devoured an entire plate. The people at the table, who had been enjoying the show, suddenly had their expressions stiffened.

"Grandma Eleanor..." Yara couldn't help but speak, trying to get Eleanor to stop Jonathan.

But before she could state her purpose, Jonathan looked over and said, "Ms. Maize, do you want some? The fudgy brownies are really good today. They're Grandma's favorite. It'd be a shame if you don't try some." Yara didn't know what to say. She didn't want to help Rose eat them. Besides, she didn't even like fudgy brownies. But Jonathan looked at her expectantly as he continued eating.

He suddenly thought of something and frowned, asking, "By the way, what were you going to tell Grandma?"

In this situation, it'd be too obvious if she said anything to Eleanor.

Yara didn't want to displease Jonathan. "No, nothing much. I saw how much you and Ms. Shaffer were enjoying the brownies, and I just wanted to ask Grandma Eleanor if I could try some too." Yara smiled gently. She thought she could just eat one piece to cover up her lie. But to her surprise, Jonathan instructed Anna, "Anna, Ms. Maize wants to eat some too. Bring all of these to her." Did that mean that Yara had to eat all of them? Anna hesitated for a moment.

Upon seeing Anna hesitate, Jonathan looked at Eleanor. "Grandma, I plan to push the cooperation project in the next month. Do you think there'd be enough time?"

His tone was casual, but how could Eleanor not understand his implied meaning? Both Rose and Jonathan had eaten enough brownies, so that was enough. Eleanor frowned slightly and suddenly smiled. "Yara loves it, so she should eat more."

With Eleanor's word, Anna dared not delay and immediately brought the remaining brownies to Yara. "Ms. Maize, please enjoy."

Enjoy? These were clearly meant for Rose, so how did they end up in front of her?

Yara forced a smile and shot Rose a hateful look. The anger in her eyes brought Rose, who had been taken aback by Jonathan's series of actions, back to her senses. Meeting Yara's gaze, Rose looked at the brownies in front of her. Ha... Jonathan didn't have a shred of pity for Yara.

The media had once "advertised" Yara's appetite as a renowned international actress. If those advertisements were true, there was no way she could eat all these brownies! "Eat up!" Jonathan suddenly urged.

His handsome face put on an innocent look that didn't appear awkward at all. As he urged Yara, he nonchalantly picked up a piece of food Rose liked and placed it on her plate. Everyone was stunned. Yara was furious, but she couldn't show it.

"Alright, since Mr. Finch insists, I'll enjoy it." Yara smiled and started eating under everyone's gaze.

After just one piece, she felt overwhelmed and didn't want to continue. But how could Jonathan let her stop?

"What? Are the brownies made by the Finch family not up to your taste?" He frowned.

Finch family chefs were top-notch, so how could the brownies not taste good? Yara quickly replied, "No, no, it's delicious."

"Then keep eating! Finish it all." Jonathan assigned her the task and showed no mercy.

Yara couldn't refuse and had to eat the brownies piece by piece. Jonathan kept serving Rose her favorite dishes, occasionally giving Yara a cold look to urge her on.

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But Rose noticed the occasional glances directed at her, each one enough to make her heart race. She knew it was all because of Jonathan's "special treatment".

As Jonathan served her food again, Rose couldn't take it anymore and kicked him under the table. Jonathan was slightly stunned and looked at her.

"You don't want to eat this? No problem, try this instead..."

He placed a piece of shrimp on her plate. Rose didn't know what else to say.

She didn't want to try anything else. She just wanted to stop Jonathan from giving her "special treatment" in such a high-profile manner. Didn't he notice that the atmosphere at the table was becoming unbearable for her?

"Ha... excuse me, I need to go to the restroom." Rose forced a smile and decided to leave for a while to catch her breath.

But before she could get up, Jonathan stood up and pulled out her chair. "I'll bring you there!"

Rose was utterly baffled at his words. Was he offering to bring her to the restroom?

"No..."

"Jon..."

Rose's refusal and another voice simultaneously rang out.

That voice... Rose didn't have time to complete her refusal. She looked at the owner of the voice and saw Eleanor putting her cutlery down.

"I happen to have to go to the restroom too. Jon, you don't mind if Ms. Shaffer helps me, do you?" Eleanor looked at Jonathan.

At that moment, Jonathan was fully on guard. Meeting Eleanor's gaze, they locked eyes for a moment before Eleanor suddenly smiled.

"I won't eat her! Ms. Shaffer is my guest today, you don't need to be so nervous." She then looked at Rose. "Ms. Shaffer, is that alright?" Rose smiled. "Of course!"

Just as she was about to get up, Jonathan stood up even faster.

Everyone watched Jonathan, but he didn't care about their gazes at all. He just stared at Rose with a solemn look. His eyes seemed to tell her not to go.

Eleanor wanting her help to the bathroom wasn't just about going to the bathroom. Rose understood as much, but she wanted to see what Eleanor would say to her alone. She smiled reassuringly at Jonathan then walked toward Eleanor. When Eleanor extended her hand, she helped her up.

Under everyone's gaze, they left the dining room.