Martin thanked her and was just about to apply the ointment when he heard Eunice ask, "Serena, aren't you going to lend a hand?"
It was then Serena realized that in front of her aunt, she might seem a tad indifferent as Martin's girlfriend.
"No need, I've got this," Martin said gently, giving Serena a tender look. "Serena's hands are made for playing the piano."
At the mention of playing the piano, Eunice's curiosity was piqued.
"Serena, I heard from your grandpa that you won first place at your last piano competition. What sort of competition was it?" She seemed genuinely interested.
"It was a national contest," Serena replied, her expression betraying a hint of guilt.
Romeo, seated across from them, chimed in, "It was judged by people under Rose's wing."
"Oh?" Eunice was surprised, her gaze shifting to Romeo. "What do you mean by that?"
