“Don’t put the garlic sauce. I don't think he'll eat it. He has stomach trouble. Didn't I tell you? How many more times do I need to repeat?” she yelled anxiously, her voice still sweet.

“Turn down the gas when cooking the soup. Be patient. Make sure the soup is thick. Thanks.”

“How about cooking some seafood? Don't put in sugar. I don’t know if he has a sweet tooth.”

She told the chef and cooks what to do, afraid something might go wrong.

Everyone could tell she was excited.

She chirped like a nightingale, and she acted well when playing mute. Ivan was deceived.

Emily thought Ivan was indeed adorable.

“Lady Emily, the dress has been delivered. Would you like to try it on?” “Sure. Be right there.”

Before leaving the kitchen, Emily reminded the chef, “I must grasp his appetite. It'll all depend on you guys if we have a great night. If Mr. Marsh likes the food, I'll give you a bonus.”

butler to the living

a purple dress. Although it was folded, Emily was stunned by the

color--the light purple, making her

dress, the hemline of which was

Emily circled in front of the mirror,

occupy his eyes and heart tonight.” She was immersed in her

Dusk came.

had almost finished cooking. The dining table was

put on her dress and delicate makeup. Sitting on the couch next to the coffee table, she slightly leaned forward and dialed

He was on the private jet. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the

and replied gently, “Welcome to my manor. I'd love to invite you to join my dinner tonight. This

voice made Ivan furrow his brows slightly. He

need me to repeat my words?” Emily asked

lied to him.

the notebook, which disappointed Emily. “I'd love to invite you to dine with

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