Rosalynnâs heart melted as she bit into the bread.
âItâs wonderful.
Your baking is top-notch!â
âIs that so? You flatter me,â Gail responded, beaming with joy.
Rosalynn fetched a piece for Gail, insisting, âItâs truly excellent.
Have a taste.
â
Accepting the gesture, Gail savored a bite.
âNot too shabby this time.
â
To prevent Gail from coughing, Rosalynn handed her a glass of water, which Gail received with a grateful smile.
Just then, a male voice echoed from the entrance of the kitchen.
âGail, do we have guests?â
Rosalynn raised her head and saw a middle-aged man coming in.
He stood more than 5â9â³ with an elegant and imposing air about him.
Looking at him reminded Rosalynn of Kyson.
This man must be Brendan Moreno, the head of the Moreno family.
âYouâre back.
â
Gail smiled and said, âDid you forget? I told you that Lyndon was visiting with Brian and his wife today? This is Rosalynn, Brianâs wife.
Rosa, this is Kysonâs father.
â
âA pleasure to meet you, Mr.
Moreno,â said Rosalynn with a smile.
Brendanâs eyes widened for a moment when they landed on Rosalynn, but he quickly gathered himself and nodded.
âLikewise.
â
It was as if he was looking at the younger version of his wife.
âBrendan, Rosa and I made the bread together.
Do you want to try it?â
She picked up a piece of bread and asked.
Brendan said, âI donât really have a choice, do I? Itâs either that or you get upset.
â
Gail took a piece of bread and brought it to his mouth.