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.

Boss, you're such a good

wished that Logan, this noisy

company to manage his subordinates? He was so meek and

to stay with

Logan had many flaws, not as elegant, smart

carried a dish out, and served Sylvia a plate

handed the knife and fork to

She took it resignedly.

way to cut ties

“Thank you," Sylvia said.

Franklin frowned and looked at her. He disliked

She didn’t reply.

so long, and she desperately needed to replenish

two men

was a

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

had a hard

of them

him to go to his own room

were not in an intimate

with another man, right? Franklin

Sylvia who walked in front of him didn't look

She felt so painful.

too

walked weakly and almost fell

clasped her waist in time and she subconsciously stretch

made Franklin's Adam's

skin

“Sylvia......"

to let go of

could endure

the man could not suppress

he carried her in

in despair as it seemed that she could not leave him until she

eyes, and the images of Sylvia throwing herself at him came

divorce, he had rarely slept so

slept

washed up and went downstairs. A maid came over, holding

please take

wandered downstairs

Franklin looked at

Logan wanted to say "my boss", but

Sylvia's

pleased that Sylvia prepared the

Maskelyne Group in

president's officeFranklin

night and the suit prepared by Sylvia, Franklin was in

a secretary accidentally spilled coffee on his

asked the secretary to print another one

loss and went to

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