Chapter 24 To the Holding Center

Michael looked shocked at the scene, his lips twitching, muttering to himself, "What's wrong with the boss?"

Snap out of it, Lela thought, realizing that she might have accidentally triggered someone's sensitivity. She pursed her lips into a smile, though her hand holding the chopsticks couldn't help but tremble. Observing Lela's actions with the chopsticks, Michael watched her soft and fair hand shaking.

Miss Lela doesn't hold the chopsticks properly. And why is she still trembling?

Didn't the boss teach her?

Well, it has only been one day. Besides, it's not easy for people from Pliar to learn the skill of using chopsticks. Some foreigners can't even master it after a couple of months.

He felt a pang in his heart, quickly walked over, and took a pair of silver chopsticks from the nearby tableware.

"Miss Lela, this is how you hold the chopsticks." Michael spoke gently, demonstrating the most standard technique with her hand while explaining,

"See, the five fingers of the right hand hold the chopsticks, the tip of the thumb, index finger, and middle finger grip one chopstick, and the base of the thumb and ring finger grip the other chopstick. The pinky naturally bends. Come, Miss Lela, let me show you."

Lela observed Michael silently. He is really silly. Does he really think I can't use chopsticks?

Then she imitated the most standard way of using chopsticks and picked up a piece of dim sum.

Michael cheered on the side, "Yay, I taught Miss Lela how to use chopsticks."

Lela smiled to herself. What an idiot.

...

took a cold shower for nearly an

and stood in front of the bathroom mirror, looking at

twenty-five years old, why was he

really lacking without a woman in

this thought, Sylvester stepped out of the bathroom

had finished eating. Except for a plate of leftovers and

gaze fell on the plate of snacks on the dining table. He smiled,

him, pulling him to sit down. Sylvester smiled and complied, sitting as she suggested. His little thing had even thought about his needs. Michael, sitting in the corner, received a message. After glancing at it,

prison warden sent a message, saying that Raymond

that so?" If he dies, he dies. Didn't he send his uncle to the Ironfist Holding Center specifically so he could die

to see you one last time. He wants to talk to you in

caught sight of Lela beside Sylvester and Michael and a hint of surprise

he thought, before snapping back to

has been punished enough. Can't you spare him? After

Family that pushed me to

Elvis's face before

anything to say about your brother?" Ashlee's

Gomez' inheritance. He's

you well. And he's the one you like the most. But now..." Hearing this, Ashlee's face darkened. She turned

best brother to me that his actions hurt

raised an eyebrow and glanced at Ashlee. His aunt's perspective was quite interesting. Perhaps it was worth a

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