Amara gave Elowen a sidelong glance. The girl was truly clueless, with no sense of what was appropriate.
When she used to serve Finnian food, it might have seemed a bit forward, but she was the host and Finnian was the guest. There was nothing inherently wrong with a host using serving utensils to place a couple of dishes on a guest's plate.
But peeling shrimp was different. It was an intimate gesture. Eating shrimp that someone had peeled with their bare hands was something reserved for people who were very close.
For Elowen to do this for Finnian made her look servile, and from Finnian's perspective, why would he eat shrimp peeled by a strange woman?
It was presumptuous and unhygienic, so his anger was completely justified.
Fiona was well aware of this and stomped hard on Elowen's foot under the table.
Honestly, how could a sharp and sophisticated woman like her have given birth to such an idiot?
But Elowen was dense to the core. She shot Fiona a wounded look, seemingly confused as to why her doting mother was suddenly upset, which nearly made Fiona faint from frustration.
"Alright, let's just eat."
Larry was also displeased that his foolish daughter was embarrassing herself in front of Finnian, and his face darkened.
Fiona immediately forced a smile and said, "Yes, Finn, eat up. Make yourself at home here. Have whatever you like."
"Amara, you should take good care of Keith, too. You'll all be family soon."
Family? Finnian shot Fiona a cold look before lowering his gaze, his fists tightening under the table.
Amara seemed oblivious to Finnian's reaction. She picked up her serving utensils and put a few dishes on Keith's plate, telling him to eat more.

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