On his plate was a steak, still with the bone, and it hadn't been cut.
Cici stared at the cutlery he handed over, her body seeming a bit stiff.
She hesitated for a moment, but eventually stood by his side, picked up the cutlery, and began slicing the food on his plate for him.
She wielded the knife with dexterity, appearing to be a deft person.
After helping him cut the food into pieces, just as she was about to put down the cutlery, Caleb Sterling's indifferent voice sounded again, "Taste it!"
Cici's hand holding the cutlery froze slightly.
Did he suspect she was suspicious?
"Taste it!" Caleb Sterling demanded once more.
"I'll go get another set of cutlery!" Cici said helplessly, wanting to turn and head below the deck, but Caleb Sterling extended his long arm to block her, "Use this set!"
The cutlery in Cici's hand was what he had just used. The knife was fine, but the fork...
A fleeting expression of discomfort crossed her face, appearing quite embarrassed.
