Before Thomas could use the fork, Samantha took the initiative to pick up a piece of chicken and put it on the plate. She did not treat Thomas as a guest at all and did not give him any respect.
She looked at the chicken on the plate and asked with a smile, “Dad, if I'm not mistaken, this curry chicken was cooked using the 'colorful chickens’ marinated in different spices, right? You bought them from a remote mountain half a year ago, and you have hired a professional chef to feed them.”
Arthur stroked his beard. He laughed and said, “Exactly! These chickens took a lot of my effort, so I wouldn’t take them out easily.”
At first, Arthur meant to highlight the preciousness of the colorful chickens. Using such precious chickens to entertain Thomas with curry chicken also reflected his respect for Thomas. However, Samantha said coldly, “No matter how precious and beautiful a chicken is, it is still a chicken. It is being treated well only to eat its meat. Some people must be clear about your position. A chicken can only be a chicken. Don’t think that you can be a phoenix.”
Her words were meant for Thomas.
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