He chewed carefully, feeling it was delicious, and he didn't feel sick. Jordan inadvertently saw the scene and was stunned.

It was like seeing the sun come out of the west.

Ivan was engrossed in eating the noodles. Jordan found it was not a dream, so he stepped forward.

Ivan raised his eyes at the sound of Jordan's voice and looked indifferent.

"Mr. Marsh," Jordan stood in front of the coffee table and asked with surprise, "You can eat now? Your stomach is better?"

Ivan paused and replied, "I just taste it."

"Don't you feel sick?" Jordan was pleased.

Ivan thought for a moment, “Not really."

Jordan was cheerful to know that Miss Brooks had made the noodle. It seemed that she was a savior.

The family chef frequently changed before because no one could make food to meet the taste of lvan. He constantly vomited no matter what he ate and relied on nutrient solutions to live.

Could Miss Brooks do magic?

strict, was full of smiles. “It's a great fate." The rain had stopped, the sun rose

the chair, staring at the Lamborghini in the courtyard. "It's almost eight o'clock. Isn't he going out

avoided meeting him, and she felt incredibly embarrassed when

luxurious living room. His long legs folded and his arms around his chest. Leaning on the back of the chair, he patiently waited for Jennifer to come out to

already finished eating, leaving an empty bowl on

waiting for people, got up and walked toward the

He was mysterious when he saw Jennifer

he found she was staring at his car. Jennifer didn't notice him but complained, "What the hell? Doesn't he

what

eyes to see him standing right in front

not an evil from

her gaze, rolled her eyes, and went

enjoyed looking at them. "Accompany me to a banquet this afternoon.” Ivan stood

asked uncertainly, "You're taking

around him no

you too gorgeous to be afraid to be seen by others?" lvan

back

Marsh. Isn't it only a matter of time before

He was serious.

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