Meanwhile, Stella Lockwood was eating breakfast.
Missie Frances was an excellent cook. Stella offered a word of praise, "This is delicious, Missie Frances. Have you taken some advanced cooking classes?"
Missie Frances replied humbly, "The Master's cooking is what's truly delicious, but he rarely cooks. Only three times a year."
"Three times? Does that number have some kind of special meaning?" Stella asked curiously.
"I wouldn't know about that," Missie Frances said, not elaborating further.
Just then, her phone rang. Stella wiped her mouth, picked it up, and saw it was a call from her third sister. She answered, "Third Sister, what's up?"
"Where are you? Why aren't you at the hospital?"
"Me...? I'm at Sean Quinn's house..."
"Who told you to go home with him?" As expected, Serena Lockwood's voice immediately rose to a shout.
"Nothing happened between us! Grandpa forced me..."
