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?

a great fate." The rain had stopped, the sun rose from the east, and the courtyard

in the chair, staring at the Lamborghini

him, and she felt incredibly embarrassed when she was gazed at by

sat on the custom-made sofa in the luxurious living room. His long legs folded and his arms around his chest. Leaning on the

had already finished eating, leaving an empty

he, who hated waiting for people, got up

Ivan was extraordinarily handsome. He

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

Marsh, what did you

her eyes to see him standing right in front of her, and her

an evil from hell.”

withdrew her gaze, rolled her eyes, and went to

elegant and luxurious, she enjoyed looking at them. "Accompany

uncertainly, "You're taking

without a female companion around him no matter the occasion, which

too gorgeous to be afraid to be seen by

back

Marsh. Isn't it only

He was serious.

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