CHAPTER SEVEN

MADIDISLOCATE NA ATA her jaw moves just to reduce her overflowing annoyance with the man. He was just brought to his house to cook?

Her toughness!

The hardness of the face!

Even if he wants to hit the man. He just chose to cook. He has no choice. He kept on threatening her that she would be imprisoned for trespassing and her prostitution.

"Is that still a long time?"

He glanced at it sitting on the highstool. Facing the laptop and typing. He stared at Alexendris even though he couldn't see him.

"Wait there. What do you think of cooking? Just put everything and boil it and then...