Chapter 1533

Chapter 1533

Her concerned expression was immediately replaced by a delightful smile.

She hugged Caprice and pointed at the table with toys and snacks. “Caprice, which snack do you want? Or which toy do you

want to play with?”

Caprice shook her head.

“You don’t want to play or eat?”

Caprice nodded and hummed a reply.

“Then, tell me what you want. Even if you want the stars from the sky, I'll get you one right away!”

Caprice opened her mouth. “I’m hungry. | want to eat.”

Madam Stockton choked for a moment before she burst out in laughter. This would be the first in many days since she felt this

happy.

The servant also smiled when she saw Madam Stockton laugh. “I'll tell the kitchen to serve dinner right away.”

“Tell them to prepare Caprice’s favorite.”

“l understand.”

Sherry pocketed both her hands as she returned to her own place.

John was still on the couch when she came in, and when he noticed Caprice was not with her, he asked, “Where’s Caprice?”

“At your mother’s.”

John was slightly surprised. He asked with a smile, “How did she end up at my mother’s?”

Sherry averted his gaze and explained, “She said she missed her Grandma, so | sent her over.”

The servant was serving dinner.

Sherry sat down at the table and was ready to dig in.

John got up and sat opposite her. He stared at her with his sharp gaze and asked, ‘Is it true that she missed her Grandma?”

“Yeah. Or else why would | send her there?”

“Haha.”

“What are you laughing at?”

“Sherry, do you really think that, as a father, | don’t know my own daughter?” He curved his eyes and lips into a devilish gaze.

Sherry’s eyes flickered. She did not say a word.

John stared at her. “Be honest. Why did you send her over?”

Sherry was annoyed by his persistence, but since the man had already seen through her disguise, there was nothing else to hide

anymore.

“I saw your mother hiding behind the wall when we came back.”

John’s expression shifted.

She added, “You went in with Caprice, so you didn’t see her. | think she came to see Caprice.”

The atmosphere fell into a momentary silence.

John curled his lips into a smile. “So, you sent Caprice to her?”

“Yeah. What else?” Sherry answered out of annoyance.

John chuckled. “Eat.”

Sherry dug in.

Then, a piece of fried rib, which was her favorite, was placed on her plate. It was John who had done that.

Sherry’s heart raced, but she said, “I have hands. | can eat on my own.”

He smiled. “I didn’t do it on purpose. I’m just afraid that when you stand up to reach the ribs, you'll get them on me.”

Sherry choked in silence and glared at him.

The plate of fried ribs was indeed further away, but even if she had to stand up to reach it, she would not spill the gravy or fling

the meat onto him.