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Finley, Iris Seys, and Ryan Seys returned to the Grant Family home around seven in the evening.
Iris Seys gobbled down her dinner and drank a bowl of soup.
"Iris, you should try to act more ladylike. With eating manners like that, how will you ever get married?" Ryan teased his sister.
Drinking the soup, Iris patted her belly. "There's no one else here, and I'm starving. Brother, stop fussing over my table manners."
"Ask Finley to rate your whirlwind eating style, it's unbearable to watch!" Ryan rested his hand on his forehead.
Iris's gaze fell on Finley, looking for his opinion.
Finley glanced at Iris casually, "I'm used to it."
Used to it, used to her uncouth eating habits...
The last sip of soup went down the wrong way, causing Iris to cough heavily.
Ryan laughed at her wolfing down her food.
Finley poured a cup of water and handed it to Iris, patting her back gently. "Drink slower, no one's fighting you for it."
