-“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.

in the room,

coat. She didn’t even need one when going out. She

wear a thick coat when she was inspecting the factory where she

a walk when you have time. You don’t

embarrassed for trapping Tatum

was not just a chef; he was

was also called

she knew Tatum’s background, Elora’s attitude towards

admired those successful people who had built their

was one

spoon in her mouth and became the eldest daughter. She had opportunities and capital, received the best

how many years it would take her to stand up and own her own

in the suburbs because they’re a bit far from 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 main responsibility is to make sure you

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