“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

it was folded,

It was her favorite color--the light purple, making her look

dress, the hemline of

in front of the mirror, thinking she was like a princess in a fairy

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

Dusk came.

cooking. The dining table was full

on her dress and delicate makeup. Sitting on the couch next to the

the private jet. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the

“Welcome to my manor. I'd love to invite you to join my dinner tonight.

his brows slightly. He wondered why her voice wasn't

need me to repeat

asking her why she had lied to him. He realized probably she also had lied

only cared about the notebook, which disappointed Emily. “I'd love to invite

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