Chapter 166

Lotus Smoke. Out of sheer stubbornness, Claire made another round of Three-Cup Chicken for Old Mr. Blackwell, and tossed in a simple stir-fried veggie dish too. Compared to last time's rush job, this one looked way more thoughtful with the meat and veggie combo. Anyway, since he came back, it meant her cooking wasn't a complete disaster. And besides, the old doc never flat-out rejected seeing her mom. No promise, but no refusal either. That meant she still had a shot. "Grandpa Blackwell, give this a try," she said. She placed the dishes in front of him. As soon as she lifted the lid on the chicken, the rich aroma wafted through the cozy room. The greens stayed vibrant and crisp, and just looking at them made your mouth water. Old Mr. Blackwell had always been a bit of a foodie. The moment the chicken landed in front of him, his eyes lit up, though he kept his cool. Holding onto his elder's dignity, he didn't move his chopsticks until Claire spoke up. Only then did he pick up a piece an