Mrs. Laurel listened to Luca. She nodded and agreed with her. "You're always so attentive. I'll do as you told me. What should I do?"

Luca looked down. Even though she had done so many things, she still felt guilty. “Please help me prepare some side dishes.”

"Alright." Mrs. Laurel agreed happily. She had no idea that there were so many complicated things running through Luca's mind.

Luca was able to finish preparing the noodles quickly. The bread was spread with butter and put into the toaster.

Then, she started to make coffee.

Luca made a pot of coffee after she ground the coffee beans and filled it in the thermos flask.

"Aunt Laurel, I've finished preparing. I'm guessing that they're still busy. Why don't we bring these in?" said Luca.

"That's a good idea." Mrs. Laurel nodded and put the bowls of noodles on the tray.

"Wait, Mr. Crawford can't drink coffee. Let me make a glass of juice for him." Luca remembered that Luke had not been drinking coffee for a long time. He must be craving it.

However, Luke was still not allowed to drink any coffee. He had to watch the others drink it while he could not. Thus, Luca took some fresh oranges out and quickly squeezed some juice.

Mrs. Laurel smiled when she saw Luca squeezing the oranges.

That was why Old Master Crawford was assured that Luca would be able to take care of Luke well. She was thoughtful and attentive. Even if they looked for a professional caretaker, she might not be able to take care of Luke that well.

On the other hand, Luca did a good job.

Luca placed the glass of juice on the tray after she squeezed the oranges. Then, she put the pot of coffee and toasted bread on the tray. She said, "Thank you. And please remind Mr. Crawford that he's not allowed to drink the coffee."

"Okay," replied Mrs. Laurel as she carried the tray and walked into the maid's room.

Luca was still spacing out in the kitchen. She refused to go into the room. She did not want to face the three of them.

It would remind her of what she had done if she were to see them handling their work. More than a hundred people had been working tirelessly for days, but their efforts would be for naught.

her hands. Not only were her hands stained with blood, but they were also

was more than a

the two bowls of noodles left. One was for Mrs. Laurel, while the other was for

noodles out. Instead, she ate it

returned to the kitchen after she delivered the breakfast for them. She asked with confusion when she saw that Luca did not go out to eat. “Ms. Luca, why are

I eat." Luca smiled. She

wherever she went, but it was different at the same

sensed something was wrong with her and asked caringly, "Ms. Luca, is

happy with the breakfast?" Luca

mentioned the breakfast. "The two guests are happy with the

Mr. Crawford isn't very

because of the glass of juice." Luca was able to figure it

the guests drink it." Mrs. Laurel held her smile back. Luca really knew

noodles tasted good, but she had

Luca. She

gleam flashed across Mrs. Laurel's eyes. She nodded and went along with Luca, "Yes. Mr. Crawford mentioned that the coffee you make smells good. It's a pity

continue her conversation with Mrs. Laurel. Everything she said was related to Luke. The more Luca listened to it, the

Mrs. Laurel picked up the bowl of noodles and walked out

returned to the study

do

On the other hand.

sat in his office, reading the bid document that his secretary and assistant had worked

saw Pierre's smile. Although it was an evil smile,

reason why Pierre was smiling conspiratorially, the assistant and secretary knew the reason

Suddenly, this bidding document showed up with T Corporation's information on it. Therefore, the bidding document belonged to T

had taken the

sure there's nothing wrong with

was the unseen

to amend some main points in the document before it's ready for submission," said Mr. Peralta. The main point that he mentioned was where T Corporation's name was stated in the

this immediately." Pierre closed the

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