The bodyguard knelt on one leg and pressed his hand on the ground to report, “It should be Master Davis.”

“It’s him again.” Eric was not surprised, as if Nathan had been making trouble in many ways recently.

The soup in Crystal's hands was almost unstable, and the open door was moved by the wind, making a creaking sound.

When the bodyguard came in, he forgot to close the door.

Eric looked up and met Crystal's eyes.

Crystal saw that she couldn’t hide anymore, she opened the door with her shoulder and walked in with the tray, “I made some soup for you….”

Eric nodded and waved his hand. The...