Leandro was excited like a young boy waiting for Santa to arrive on Christmas day when he heard about the visit he was going to receive and have his favorite person and be together with him for lunch. He was

ecstatic that he was cramping to direct the kitchen staff about what to prepare.

"Master, the Young Master Lucien also mentioned about not preparing too much food," the personal assistant was too scared, but he still had to relay the message.

"Shut up!" Leandro Michaelson sneered at his fidgeting assistant.

"Yes, Sir."

Then he heard the sound of the door opening. The front door. He left the kitchen without clear...