Chapter 3452 Why They're Helping Her To Cover This Up

"I'm just making plans with a friend. No need to go into all that, right?" As Luca said, she lifted her gaze to meet Shanks.

His eyes were as deep as the ocean, and in that split second of eye contact, she felt like she was being pulled in. She suddenly felt like she had just exposed herself.

Awkwardly, she cleared her throat and said, "Mr. Shanks, I'll head downstairs to make lunch."

Shanks did not call her out on it, nor did he press further. He simply returned to his experiment.

Downstairs, Luca saw Abel sitting on the living room couch. Ignoring him was not an option. Luca greeted him politely, "Mr. Abel."

Abel took a slow drag from his cigar, his blue eyes scanning her from head to toe. He was deep in thought.

He remained silent, seemingly deep in thought. His dark and brooding expression sent a

chill down Luca's spine. Without saying a word, she turned around and walked straight into the kitchen.

Gerald was already inside.

When he saw her, he mouthed, "You're here?"

Luca nodded.

He leaned in and asked in a hushed tone, "Ms. Craw, are you making lunch?"

"Yes." Luca took out the ingredients.

Gerald had ordered them through the grocery app.

"Is the boss still out there?" Gerald asked in a low voice. He was afraid Abel would overhear.

"He is," Luca replied in her usual tone, making no effort to be quiet.

She knew something Gerald did not.

People from the Island of Despair had exceptional hearing due to their specialized training.

Abel, in particular, could hear everything. The kitchen was not far from the living room, and with no soundproofing, whispering would not help. If they made a sound, he would pick up on it.

your voice down." Gerald was worried that her voice was too loud and

not done anything wrong, the memory of nearly dying back then still haunted him. Whenever he saw Abel, he was like a mouse spotting a cat, wishing that he could turn invisible just

him, he could do less work and, more importantly, stay out of danger. Luca simply

making lunch for the boss too?" Gerald

for four people so many times, he had a good grasp of the portions. If Hera was eating, he could prepare just the right amount. There would be

"Go ahead," replied Luca.

not eat anything she made, but it was better to have the meal ready. Otherwise, he would

he was unsure how much Abel would eat, he made extra. It was better safe than

twice, placed them in the pot, and then started helping her

the couch, listening to the sounds from the kitchen. His gaze

been sharp. From the moment he arrived, something had felt off. Hera and

on the stairs made

froze when she saw Abel. Why was he still

bells blared in her mind. She was worried Abel would see through

standing there like an

the woman who once clung to him endlessly no longer interested in

desires were fulfilled? Or

a smile as she sauntered over. "I thought you had left. I'm just surprised to

sauntered over to him with a sultry

her into his arms with a

He pinched her chin, tilting her

stay calm. Years of experience in

sharp eyes

his gaze, noticing the suspicion

the steady, powerful rhythm of his heartbeat. However, instead of

her heart.

respond, Hera suddenly thought of the black card and said, "Oh, right.

her hand before she could

pretended to look confused as she stared at

replied Abel.

spend his

as much as she wanted. That money? It was the price he was paying

future left when

leaped with joy, but when her

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