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Find Me In Your Labyrinth novel Chapter 2556

Sylvia quickly said, “Grandma Winters, you’ve misunderstood. I’m just a friend of Mr. Winters.”

“Oh?” The old woman’s reaction was a bit slow.

Eugene didn’t bother to explain, just smiled and changed the subject. “Sylvia and I haven’t eaten yet. Do you have anything good for us to eat?”

A woman in her forties walked over and greeted them warmly. “Young Master, you’re here?”

“Dora!” Eugene called out in greeting.

“You and this lady haven’t eaten yet? I’ll go make something for you right away,” Dora said, already turning toward the kitchen.

“No need to make anything fancy!” Sylvia protested quickly.

Eugene smiled at her, his expression gentle. “We’re both starving, so just something simple will do. Dora’s seafood pasta is the best in the whole city—would you mind making us two bowls?”

“Of course! I’ll get started right now!” Dora hurried off to the kitchen.

Eugene settled onto the sofa beside Grandma Winters, chatting with her in a soft, patient voice. Sometimes her words came slowly, her responses delayed, but he never showed the slightest impatience.

Every so often, Grandma Winters would turn to Sylvia and ask, “Where’s your home, dear? Do you have family nearby?”

Eugene answered for her, “She’s from far away. She’s living here in the city now.”

“So far away,” the old woman murmured, her gaze growing distant for a moment before she smiled again. “Well, then don’t go back. Stay here in the city, marry our Eugene.”

Her tone was low and kind, as if she were gently looking out for a granddaughter.

Worried that Sylvia might feel awkward, Eugene played along, teasing, “I’m still working on winning her over. Once she says yes, I’ll bring her home for you as your granddaughter-in-law.”

Sylvia shot him a look. “Stop making things up.”

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