-“Come in,” Elora responded while standing up, walking to the sofa, and sitting down.

Tatum pushed the door open and walked in. He brought her lunch.

“Miss, it’s time for lunch.”

Tatum placed the freshly prepared dishes on the coffee table one by one.

Elora was the only one eating, so he only prepared three dishes and one soup, and they were all enough for one person.

Elora was picky about food, and there weren’t many things that made her happy, so she didn’t eat much.

Elora looked at today’s dishes. They had changed and were no longer the same as yesterday’s dishes, but they were still delicious.

Tatum considerately served her half a bowl of soup and asked her to drink it first to warm her body.

was heating in the room, so Elora didn’t feel cold at

one when going out. She took the

needed to wear a thick coat when she was inspecting

when you have time. You don’t have

for trapping

a chef; he was

family, Tatum was

she knew Tatum’s background, Elora’s attitude towards Tatum has always been

admired those successful people who had built their empire through

was one of

was lucky. She was born into the Ormond family with a silver spoon in her mouth and became the eldest daughter. She had opportunities and capital, received the best education,

know how many years it would take her to stand up

the city and I can’t make it back to cook for you, young lady. I followed you to East City just to take care of your three meals a day. My

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