Chapter 208 Favoritism Towards Sons

• Tia Carter set down her pen and gazed at the words she had just finished painting on the canvas for a while, her brows slightly furrowed. Yliaster sensed that there was something off about her behavior, but couldn't quite pinpoint it.
• Just then, the door to the study swung open, and Lewis Harvey, dressed casually, walked in with a glass of milk in hand. He noticed her frowning at the incomplete painting.
• Placing the glass of milk on the table, he approached her from behind to get a closer look at the painting on her canvas. Although he wasn't well-versed in art, he found her painting appealing no matter how he looked at it. Taking the pen from her hand, he gently pulled her up from her seat and suggested, "Let's call it a night. Have some milk first."