Serenity was a fast eater. She would finish her meal quickly and take over Liberty’s tasks so Liberty could eat.

As for the in-laws, they were only concerned about filling their own bellies. They did not care about Liberty.

It was as though Liberty would not feel hungry.

“Mom, have some shrimp.”

Hank helped his mom to a few shrimps before saying to his sister, “Have some more, Chelsea. They’re all your favorites.”

Feasting on the crab, Chelsea uttered, “We didn’t get the Alaskan King Crabs this time. These crabs are tiny. They don’t have much meat. I don’t get much taste out of them.”

The disdain in her voice was apparent.

Hank fell silent for a while before responding, “I’ll take you out to a fancy hotel next time.”

“Hotel food is expensive. Your money doesn’t grow on trees. Just wire me the cash next time. I’ll buy the food for Liberty to cook.” Chelsea made it out as if she was doing her brother a favor.

“Sounds good.”

Since Hank only had to give a bit of money