“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.

Bryson’s chauffeur, wearing a warm grin and holding a large,

to get this freshly made

good for your

try Bamer Restaurant specialized in porridge made with Luxurious

in the mornings, and people started

guard, Hannah said,

insulated container and smiled, “I’m just doing my job,

that you eat it while

“Thank you.

the lid of the insulated container, inhaling the

container were a small jar of porridge and a thick bamboo tube filled

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

additional dishes, equally refined, completed the

and other dishes on the table but found she had

still

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in her chair, Hannah

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