Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 1267

Mira had always firmly believed that karma would reward the good and destroy the wicked.

By the time she freshened up, dinner was already on the table, and her parents were waiting for her.

Looking at the massive bowl of vibrant Hand-pressed Gnocchi, Mira's mouth began to water.

This wasn't the mass-produced pasta sold in the city. Sarah had made the dough from scratch with warm water, kneading it until it was silky smooth before rolling out each piece by hand, giving it the perfect, tender bite.

The broth was a rich tomato base simmered with wild dried mushrooms and earthy fungi foraged from the mountains. After bringing it to a rolling boil and adding the pasta, she swirled in a beaten egg and tossed in a handful of fresh greens.

It was absolute culinary perfection. It tasted even better than the five-star meals at the Solflare Grand Hotel from her past life.

Right after dinner, Ryan came over to hit the books.

"Ryan, there's another bowl of Gnocchi left in the kitchen. Why don't you have some?" Sarah offered.

Sarah smiled warmly at him.

Her nephew had always been fiercely protective of her daughter, so she always made sure to set aside a little extra of whatever they were having.

"Really?" he beamed.

This time, he didn't politely refuse.

He was a growing teenage boy; even after finishing dinner at his own house, he easily had room for another hearty serving.

Ryan devoured the entire bowl in seconds.

After that, Mira started tutoring him, focusing heavily on his weakest subjects.

"Aren't you going to study?" he asked.

"I finished all my homework between classes."

Honestly, as a reborn genius, high school curriculum was a joke. She only had to skim the material once to master it, requiring absolutely zero extra effort.

Besides, she possessed a photographic memory. In her past life, she had been the National Academic Laureate.

"I'm so jealous. I don't know how your brain works, but God definitely played favorites with you. I wish I was even half as smart as you," he groaned.

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