Chapter 409

Mia, who was next to Angela, replied, "You've got it all wrong. All of this was made by Mr. Bamford. Try some. It's really good."

Dexter flashed Mia a friendly smile. She found it so odd that she froze for a moment.

After all, she'd always thought that this cold-faced CEO didn't even have a "friendly smile" in his facial expression system.

Mia keenly sensed that something was up between Angela and Dexter, both of whom seemed awkward.

"Really?" Angela was slightly taken aback. She glanced at Dexter, who was sitting at the dining table, waiting for them to dig in.

"Try some. I learned how to make these from Darlene," he said casually. "It was a piece of cake."

Outside the kitchen, the plump and kind-hearted maid, Darlene Hines, wiped away a tear of exhaustion.

She'd been woken up by Dexter before four or five in the morning, forced to give him an emergency cooking lesson while yawning the whole time.

couldn't rest at all. She was so

was generous enough to pay her handsomely for the

omelet. It was indeed delicious. However, she found the

his voice carried

was he acting like a high-maintenance child-no,

nodded. "It's

other side dishes on the table since they looked quite appetizing. She glanced at Dexter

come to his senses. He'd learned to lower his

as they finished their meal. Angela couldn't pinpoint what was wrong, nor where this strange feeling came from. She just

got ready. She didn't even put on lipstick. She just briefly instructed Joanne to take good care of Mia and Leo before rushing out

was waiting for her in the underground parking lot, sitting

it was too late to pretend not to notice

stood there, slightly overwhelmed, as she watched him step out, open the passenger door,

lord. Did he have any idea how weird he was being? This

go by myself. We're not going the same

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