Xyla Quest immediately shook her head. “No thanks, Mom. I’ve had enough meat today.”

Besides, she still had a bowl full of chicken drumstick meat.

Stanley Batton obediently put his chicken drumstick into her bowl. “Have some more,” he said with a smile.

He was used to all this and didn’t think there was anything wrong with it.

However, she felt uneasy. “Honey, it’s fine. Have some yourself.”

She didn’t want him to feel even worse.

Meanwhile, the nannies exchanged glances, once again taken