Old Sutton understood immediately, having heard Serena ask earlier.
Professor Sutton adjusted his glasses, squinting slightly, and his sharp gaze was fixed on Nathan Sutton.
Although Norbert Suttun doesn't eat chocolate, his family loves it, so he recognizes the packaging. Instinctively, he also looked at Nathan Sutton.
Poor guy, usually the least troublesome big brother, actually... sneaking a bite?! Haha, it's quite a vivid picture.
Under the contemptuous and mocking gaze of the three, Nathan Sutton swallowed nervously. Clutching the computer bag tightly, his palms began to sweat.
He dared not look at them, his eyes somewhat evasive, maintaining a detached expression: "I-I didn't eat it."
No one saw him eating, and there's no surveillance at home, so if he doesn't admit it, they can't do anything about it. Old Sutton used to handle such things this way.
Yet surprisingly, his denial only earned him more disdainful looks from them.
