Chapter 115

Outside the apartment building was a supermarket. Most families slaying at Foxtail Garden had their own nanny, and they rarely cooked. These nannies usually came here early to buy the ingredients they needed that day.

Therefore, when Larissa and Kevan amived, there weren’t a lot of customers, and most ingredients were gone, leaving a lew vegetables on the shelves.

Kevan brought a lobster, steak and some seasonings to save time. When they arrived at the cashier, a woman came in from outside and saw Kevan. She asked in surprise. “Mr. Rogers? Why are you here?”

Larissa looked over to see a woman around her fillies. She had a grocery bag on her shoulder, so she had to be someone’s nanny.

“I’m buying some ingredients.” Kevan took his credit card back from the cashier before putting everything in the bag.

The woman looked at him and then at Larissa. “Do you need me to prepare dinner tonight?”

Kevan replied, “No.”

The lady nodded repeatedly and said, “Okay!”

looked at Larissa again.

about the woman. “Dylan hired her to cook.”

had guessed it, so she wasn’t surprised.

back soon? Should we wait for him for dinner? Although Larissa suggested this casualy, the atmosphere suddenly

early. Don’t think about him,” Kevan didn’t stop and walked forward

wine and ginger. Then, he took out a pan

Larissa wasn’t confident in his cooking skills. He had several positions and managed all kinds of activities daily. So, he must not have cooked a lot.

him into the kitchen, and

to show his muscular arms. Then, he

to get an apron. In just a few seconds, from the moment he touched

her

was

me tie this,” she heard Kevan say and quickly turned

to look at him, she

hanging on his waist.

Larissa extended her hand to grab the two strings and seriously gave him

done.” Just as Larissa finished, she heard a

like a married couple.” It was Dylan. Both of them were clueless as to when he returned. At this moment, he was leaning against the shoe cabinet at

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