Linda's face lit up with radiant maternal pride, a warm laugh bubbling up as she waved a hand dismissively.
"See? Good food cures more troubles than any executive boardroom ever could. Eat as much as you like. There is plenty more where that came from."
Across the table, David set down his coffee mug, the ceramic clicking softly against the saucer.
The easy humor in his face settled into something much quieter and deeply sincere as he looked across at Victoria.
"It really is an honor to have you under our roof, Victoria." David said, his voice measured and full of heartfelt gravity.
"We never had the chance to properly thank you. Back when Nina took a turn for the worse at Memorial, when we felt completely helpless... you stepped in without hesitation. You cleared the private wing, brought in the top specialists, and made sure our little girl received the best care in the city. There aren't enough words in the world to repay a debt like that."
