Chapter 23

Dinner time at the Perkins estate hadn't been this lively in ages. The long dining table was filled with dishes. Henrietta glanced at Alexander, Nicholas, and Samantha sitting around the table, a rare smile tugging at her lips. But when her eyes landed on Samantha, there was something else hidden in that look. Clink—a piece of food slipped from Nicholas's shaky fork and hit the floor. His hand was still weak and just couldn't hold steady. Henrietta looked over, concerned. "Nicholas, you've only just started recovering. Don't push yourself. Take it slow." "I'm... trying..." Nicholas mumbled, trying once more to pick up some food, only for it to fall again. His frustration was written all over his face. "Samantha," Henrietta suddenly said with a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes, "help Nick eat. He needs to rest, not tire himself out." Alexander paused mid-bite, his expression souring. "What about his caretaker?" "Oh, her? I caught her sneaking Nicholas's supplements again this afte