Chapter 57 Double Standards

Everyone took their seats at the dining table. The atmosphere was slightly reserved yet amicable. Nathan slid the menu in front of Serena, his eyes gleaming with sincerity. "Serena, this is my restaurant. Order whatever you like." Serena hesitated slightly, her gaze instinctively seeking Harrison's. Harrison's lips curved into a faint, reassuring smile, and he said in a gentle voice, "Order whatever you want. No need to be polite with him." "Exactly. No need to be polite," Nathan echoed enthusiastically. With that, Serena picked a few dishes according to her taste and let them handle the rest. Just as they finished ordering, Marcus hurried in, slightly out of breath. He immediately apologized, "Uncle Harrison, Aunt Serena, Mr.Fowler, Mr. Thompson—sorry I'm late." Nathan's expression darkened the moment he heard Marcus calling him "mister" again. Avein practically popped on his forehead. Harrison's gaze was cold and distant as he asked in a low voice, "Why are you here?" Marcus s