Doted by Many: I became the Top-Tier Celebrity!-Chapter 408 - 407: It’s Really Sweet

May Sloane saw the flickers in her eyes and thought of her adoptive mother: "I’ll go back with you."

"Okay."

In the past, not entirely trusting May, she naturally never brought her home.

But things are different now.

So, she can tell her about being sisters with Georgia Thorne.

Finn Pierce asked, "Tiana, should I wait for you by the door?"

"Sure."

Half an hour later, they arrived at the Thorne family home.

Tiana Thorne got out of the car, wearing sunglasses, walking at the front. Her steps were light and her presence elegant and beautiful, with an indescribable aura that turned heads.

This was a villa area; many had watched Tiana Thorne grow up, knowing she once suffered from depression and hardly left the house.

At this moment, their gaze towards her had changed, with some feeling genuine admiration.

Not only had she recovered, but she had also emerged from past sorrows. Although not yet a household name, her career was gradually progressing.

Tiana Thorne stood at the doorstep, in front of the camera.

Soon, the door opened.

May smiled: "Is this face recognition?"

"Yes."

They changed shoes and just walked into the living room.

The sound from the TV was playing her father’s favorite finance channel.

She lifted her gaze and saw her father already asleep on the sofa.

She suddenly remembered how news of her hemorrhage had spread, and how during that week of rest, her father called almost every day to express concern, yearning to see her.

Feeling unwell, she avoided letting her father see her, but now, alive and well, she wanted to see him.

In her thoughts, Tiana glanced back at May and Isaac, placing her index finger on her lips, signaling them to be quieter.

Then she tiptoed over, picked up the suit her father had taken off, and gently bent down to cover him with it.

She meant well, but hadn’t expected to wake him.

Sean Thorne shifted and opened his eyes, a slight redness in them, a hint of weariness, time not being kind, even the whites of his eyes slightly yellowed—he must have been very tired over the years.

Upon seeing it was Tiana, his eyes sparked with life, renewed: "Tiana, you’re back?"

"Dad."

Tiana’s voice was very gentle.

Sean Thorne was delighted, nodding, then noticed two people standing nearby and asked, "Are these your friends?"

Tiana introduced, "This is my manager, May Sloane."

"Hello, Uncle Thorne," May called sweetly, her gaze respectful.

Tiana continued, "This is my bodyguard, Isaac, ensuring my personal safety."

Isaac nodded very formally, exuding strength, giving the impression of being a very reliable man.

Sean Thorne stood up, inviting, "Come, sit down, don’t just stand there, and don’t be formal, there are fruits here, just take and eat what you like."

"Thank you, Uncle Thorne, please don’t be formal with us either, we and Tiana are good friends, treat this place as home, as long as we don’t disturb you."

Sean Thorne was momentarily taken aback by her address.

Tiana.

But quickly realized, nowadays online, many people seemed to call her like that, perhaps just a term of endearment.

"Alright, alright, I’ll ask your mom to instruct the kitchen to make a few more dishes for lunch today," Sean Thorne said again, his usually stern brows gentle and joyful.

May: "No..."

Tiana hurriedly interjected: "Okay, Dad, I want to eat braised pork trotters, black chicken mushroom soup, cold carp salad, and spicy rabbit and bamboo shoots. For the rest, let mom arrange."

"Fine, greet your friends to sit down."

"Hmm." Tiana nodded, her smile very pleasant. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Only then did Sean Thorne go upstairs.

Tiana picked up an apple, peeling it while proudly asking, "Isn’t my dad handsome?"

May recalled, indeed, Dad Thorne was dashing and gave off a sense of friendliness with a fatherly charm. She nodded: "Very handsome, but Tiana, isn’t it troublesome for us to stay for a meal?"

"Didn’t you say don’t be formal? Let me introduce you to my mom and sister, besides, my sister is also in the industry, you might run into each other in the future."

"That’s true, let my keen eyes see what your sister’s character is like."

Tiana nodded, then looked at Isaac, who was standing still, and handed him an apple: "Don’t just stand there, come and sit, eat an apple, this is sweet and delicious."

Isaac looked at her, feeling her smile was sincere; her hands were small, not even as big as an apple, yet held it firmly.

Seeing him unmoved, she offered it again: "See, it’s really sweet."

Isaac, used to being ignored by employers, suddenly faced with such enthusiasm, was momentarily dazed, unsure whether to accept or not.

Tiana simply stood up, walked over to him, lifted his hand, and placed the apple in his palm: "I know you’re the bodyguard brother, always maintaining a cool demeanor for deterrence, but here, at my home, you don’t need to be so aloof, alright?"

Isaac looked at the peeled apple in his hand, indeed looking delicious, yet still stiffened.

"Eat?" Tiana blinked.

After a while, Isaac said: "...I haven’t washed my hands."

May, sitting on the sofa, laughed, nearly choking on apple bits, then teased: "Isaac, don’t worry about cleanliness, eat without illness, besides, your hands serve justice, they’re not dirty."

Maybe really following the saying, when in Rome, do as the Romans do.

Isaac said no more, sat on the sofa, and ate the apple.

Only then did Tiana realize that when he sat down, the intimidating aura lessened, leaving a sense of dignity.

Even gnawing an apple was done politely, quite different from when he was fighting.

Indeed, even a bodyguard brother is human, more amiable once defenses are lowered.

Just then, footsteps were heard coming down the stairs.

Tiana was about to ask Isaac something but saw him grab a few tissues, wrap the half-eaten apple, and pocket it, standing up rapidly.

Standing by Tiana’s side, in just an instant, the commanding cold aura returned.

Somehow, Tiana suddenly felt a bit of heartache.

Or rather, heartache for his dedication, always on alert.

And heartache for his careful wrapping of the apple, as if holding something precious.

To her, it was merely fulfilling the duty of a family hostess, peeling apples for him and May.

But to him, it was the first time being treated this way by an employer.

Tiana moved her lips: "Isaac, brother."

He looked at her, eyes earnest, as if waiting for her command.

For a while, Tiana couldn’t find the words, just offered a slight smile.

She was somewhat confused, where did this sense of kinship come from within her?

"Oh, Tiana’s home."