Jeremy then ended the call as he did not want to hear Pamela’s nagging. He then turned to Tommy and said, “Go back home to collect the chicken soup later.”

Tommy nodded. “Yes, Mister Jeremy. Do you need me to deliver it to Miss Corinne?”

“No. I’ll drink it instead.”

Tommy was a little taken aback by his answer. “But Miss Pamela made it for Miss Corinne, right? Are you really going to drink it?”

Jeremy massaged his temples. “God knows what Grandma put into the soup. She might think whatever she puts into the soup is good for Corinne, but that can’t be further from the truth.”

Tommy nodded again. “Okay, I understand.”

After that, Jeremy took out his phone and tapped into his conversation with Corinne. His gaze instinctively softened when he saw the good night message she sent last night.

His fingers flew across the on-screen keyboard. [Are you awake?]

he received a photo

did you wake up so early when you slept

I should still be

little smart*ss. Can I

[Where?]

mind, but he was not sure

it okay if I go to the Riveras’ mansion

better see less of

sighed with resignation. He knew he was in the wrong, so he did not

a selfie photo of

see me

tense expression gave way into a smile. He chuckled softly and replied,

of Corinne, Jeremy could not help but think she was

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