"Want some?" Daniel's lips curled into a smug smile. Like a magician, he suddenly produced a steaming, aromatic steak in his hand.
Natalie swallowed hard despite herself, a flicker of longing flashing in her eyes. But she quickly masked it with stubbornness, gritting her teeth and shouting, "No! I'd rather die than eat your food. What if you poisoned it?"
Daniel chuckled. "I made this especially for you. It's not poisoned, I promise."
Natalie turned her head away with a cold snort. "I don't believe you. Do you think I'm that gullible?"
Shrugging helplessly, Daniel placed the steak on the table. "Fine, suit yourself and stay hungry. I don't care."
Natalie sneaked a glance at the steak on the table, her stomach growling again. But she still held firm, saying defiantly, "Whatever. I don'
