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.

at all. She was so tired she

was generous enough to pay her handsomely for

that something was off-very off. She sat down slowly and ate a piece of omelet. It

it?" Surprisingly, his voice carried a hint of

acting like a high-maintenance

nodded. "It's

dishes on the table since they looked quite appetizing. She glanced at Dexter in surprise,

come to his senses. He'd learned to lower his head and wasn't acting all high and mighty like

awkwardness lingered in the atmosphere as they finished their meal. Angela couldn't pinpoint what was wrong, nor where this strange feeling came from. She just wanted to hurry

on lipstick. She just briefly instructed Joanne to take good care of

was waiting for her in the underground parking lot, sitting in

it was too late

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

weird he was being? This

not going the same way,"

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