"That's because…" Phoebe Faulkner clasped her hands behind her back and circled Lionel Faulkner. As he stared at her with immense curiosity, she grinned and said, "It's a secret."
Seeing how happy Phoebe Faulkner was, looking nothing like a sick person, Lionel Faulkner cheered up as well, instantly forgetting his earlier worries. "Phoebe, what are we eating today?"
Lionel Faulkner wasn't much for activities, but he loved to eat. For him, traveling was all about eating nonstop.
"What to eat, hmm?" Phoebe Faulkner's eyes darted around.
'Right now, it's not like I can eat just anything.'
"Let me think," Phoebe Faulkner said with a smile. "Lionel, how about I cook for you? It's just…" She trailed off, turning to Finn Vaughn. "I'll have to trouble Finn to make the arrangements."
Finn Vaughn didn't know why Phoebe Faulkner was in such a good mood. Perhaps it was because the check-up revealed she wasn't sick.
Seeing her so happy, his own mood lifted as well.
