It was so obvious to know what Logan thought. He must think she had sex with Franklin.

Franklin turned gloomy while he saw Logan tagging along with Sylvia. The air seemed to be frozen.

It was in somewhat embarrassment.

Sylvia peeked at Franklin. Her pale lip turned pink, resembling the bloom of flowers. "What are you angry about? Aren't you hungry? Come over to help," she said.

Then Logan saw, Franklin, the imposing and cold man, following Sylvia to help her in the kitchen.

It looked very funny.

"Don't be smug, Logan. Come over to help if you wanna eat." She walked to the kitchen door, and found Logan was gloating while she looked back.

"OK." Logan ran over to the kitchen. As long as she was okay, he could do anything.

He was in a good mood at that moment.

She looked at the food in the refrigerator, and then suggested, "Let's make bacon spaghetti. It's delicious and easy to cook."

"Okay." Franklin agreed. An expectant look flashed across his cold face.

He enjoyed cooking with her, because it would bring warmth to his heart, just like when he changed the sheet with her.

However, Logan, the third wheel, was an eyesore!

He glared at Logan and wondered why this fool stood here to ruin their moment. Did Logan do better in washing or cutting than him?

Logan was now dicing bacon.

As he rarely did chores, and even hardly went to kitchen, he couldn't cut well. Some dices were big and some were small, which looked unappetizing.

Franklin believed the spaghetti with the bacon diced by Logan must be tasteless.

Franklin started to dice potato.

He sneered at Logan then showed his evenly sized diced potatoes.

It pissed Logan off.

Why did Franklin could cut the ingredients so much better than him? Logan, however, decided to hold back his anger for now, considering that Franklin could ease Sylvia's pain resulting from the virus.

Sylvia ignored the two men against each otherShe was busy with mixing sauce.

Bacon spaghetti was easy to do, but it would be better to make another two dishes.

Then she made pumpkin soup and steak pizzaiolla.

When she was done, the spaghetti was cooked properly.

Then she put dices of bacon and potatoes over the spaghetti.

The smell of the spaghetti made Logan salivate.

such a good

him expressionlessly. He wished that Logan, this

a president in his own company to

reluctant to stay with

he believed Logan had many flaws, not as elegant, smart and handsome as

a dish out, and served Sylvia a plate of spaghetti in front

handed the knife and fork

She took it resignedly.

way to

“Thank you," Sylvia said.

her.

She didn’t reply.

long, and she desperately needed

two men

was a

to say something to liven up the atmosphere, but then gave up the idea as

boss really had

of them

it was time for him to go to his own room and leave

and Sylvia were not in an intimate relationship as

Franklin was puzzled about the relationship between Logan

Sylvia who walked in front of him

She felt so painful.

too

walked weakly and almost fell

and she subconsciously stretch

Franklin's Adam's

skin overwhelmed

“Sylvia......"

She wanted him to let go of

endure the

the man could not suppress

carried her in

her eyes in despair as it seemed that she could not

opened his eyes, and the images

he had

even slept through the

downstairs. A maid came over, holding a

please

Logan wandered downstairs

it?" Franklin

to say "my boss",

almost exposed Sylvia's identity!"

Sylvia didn't show up, he was pleased that Sylvia prepared the suit

to the Maskelyne Group in

the president's

because of the sound sleep last night and the suit prepared by Sylvia, Franklin was in a very good mood all

get angry, even when a secretary accidentally spilled coffee on

to print another one and let

was at a loss

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