It's lunchtime, yet Mr. Sutton is still holed up in his room, refusing to come out.
Serena Sutton motioned to Norbert Suttun with her eyes: "You go call him." Clearly, he's just throwing a tantrum like a child.
Norbert Suttun's face was written with refusal, and he turned slightly, looking to Nathan Sutton beside him for help. Nathan simply picked up his takeout box, turned around, and pretended not to see.
Nobody wanted to be the one to call on Old Sutton at this moment, afraid of becoming the scapegoat.
Serena Sutton bit her lip gently, glancing at her two cowardly brothers, and sighed silently: "Let's not call him for now, if he gets hungry, he'll come out to eat on his own."
Norbert and Nathan both nodded almost simultaneously, both feeling relieved.
Meanwhile, Professor Sutton, whose stomach is growling in the room while waiting for someone to coax him: "..."
After lunch, Serena Sutton headed to the hospital.
