“It likes to poop into the breakfast bowl,” Charlotte chuckled tensely.

“Well, we’ll have to make the bird into stew then,” Zachary replied nonchalantly.

“What?” Charlotte spluttered. “No way! It’s my family.”

“Silly.” Zachary rolled his eyes at her. “Come over and have your breakfast.”

Charlotte walked over to the table; her eyes lit up when she saw the sumptuous meal.

Meanwhile, her stomach growled, reminding her that she had not eaten anything for the entire day yesterday.

When she sat down, Zachary handed her a set of cutlery before he settled himself down on a chair to watch her eat.

Charlotte was a lady born with a silver spoon. However, to make a living in recent years, she had learned to eat as quickly as she could in order to get back to work earlier and maximize her pay. Thus, she no longer savored food elegantly like she used to do.

That was why her table manners seemed terrible to everyone else.

Yet, Zachary found her behavior realistic.

Moreover, Charlotte was a pretty woman, so she looked good no matter what she was doing. In fact, she portrayed a silly kind of cuteness.

“Aren’t you eating?” Charlotte licked her lips as she passed a spoonful of sauteed mushrooms to Zachary.

“I’ve had my breakfast.”

as her hand was still hovering in

good, aren’t they?”

he scowled and stood up, ready

“What’s the matter?”

him walk away.

the room suddenly felt sprawling

chin on her palm

I do

suddenly scowl

I just

he allergic

a knock. “Ms. Windt, I’ve brought you a charger. Let me

waters. “Dr. Langhan, I’m thinking of

I’ll arrange your

me home. You don’t need to worry about the other things

was planning of going home first. After that, and without Zachary’s knowledge, she would sneak to the

me a faint smile and a nod before

left, Charlotte immediately switched on her

received calls, and even unread

missed calls were those from Mrs. Berry, Michael,

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