“Alright.

Bryson’s tone softened as he spoke into the phone.

“I have to go to a meeting now.

Don’t forget to eat the porridge.

“Okay… Thank you, Mr.

Mitchell…”

Once she hung up, Hannah sat dazed on her bed, phone in hand.

Why had Bryson sent her porridge out of the blue?

Shortly after ending the call, the doorbell chimed its arrival.

Hannah hastened to greet her visitor.

there was Bryson’s chauffeur, wearing a warm grin and holding a

I waited at Bamer Restaurant to get

good for your

try Bamer Restaurant specialized in

mornings, and

off guard, Hannah said, “Um… Thank

gloved hand, the chauffeur gave her the insulated container and smiled, “I’m just doing my job,

that you eat it while

“Thank you.

chauffeur, Hannah lifted the lid of the insulated container, inhaling the comforting

small jar of porridge and a thick bamboo tube

plain congee blended harmoniously with the scent of the bamboo, and the congee was impeccably cooked,

dishes, equally refined, completed

and other dishes on the table but found

previous night still lingered in her stomach, causing

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