But Duke didn't spare Melody a single glance. Instead, he looked directly at Eliot and said, "Can you prepare a seafood platter for me and my family?"
"It wouldn't be a problem to cook, but the issue is whether we still have any frozen seafood in stock," Eliot said, looking directly at Duke. His gaze flickered briefly toward Kisha's table, but he hesitated.
A part of him wanted to approach her, yet he knew it would be odd to suddenly act familiar when, to her, they were still strangers.
Even though his mother had told him about their blood relation, Kisha remained unaware, and only their family knew the truth. If he suddenly approached her now, it might look suspicious or even be misinterpreted by others.
Thinking about this, Eliot pressed his lips together in thought. Just then, Duke's voice pulled him back.
"No need to check the warehouse..." Duke said calmly.
With a simple wave of his hand, boxes upon boxes of fresh seafood appeared out of nowhere.
