Zachary responded faintly, “Nana, didn’t you say I’m bad at cooking?”

“You are, but I’m your nana. As bad as your food tastes, I’ll honor you so you’ll have some confidence.”

Zachary was speechless.

Ring, ring, ring…

His phone rang, so he answered it to remove himself from bickering with his nana. He had never been able to win arguments against her.

“Zachary, I’m at the entrance of your neighborhood, but I can’t enter without an access card. Duncan is here too. He said he has been waiting for half an hour.”

It was Kevin who called.

Their nana informed them in their family group chat last night that everyone in Wiltspoon had to return to the manor today.

Serenity’s elders were going to visit for the first time, so the others had to be home to welcome them as a form of respect toward her.

After all, Serenity would be the wife of the head of their family in the future. Her authority should be established bit by bit.

“You came real quick.”

Zachary added indifferently, “