Under the heiress facade

An hour later, a blue Bugatti Veyron arrived at a neighborhood in the suburbs.

It was a familiar place to Hera as she owned a house here. While she was guessing in her head, Tyler drove into one of the mansions, which happened to be right next to her house. "I thought we were going to have lunch, no?" she asked.

"We are going to have lunch, but having your homecooked dishes is more meaningful than eating in a restaurant." He got out of the car and opened the car door for her. Words failed her. She had let her guard down. She shouldn't have let him make the choice.

Nevertheless, she didn't refuse. With Tiramisu in her arms, she alighted from the car and scanned the area. There were no suspicious people or cars for now.

She began to wonder if she was overthinking about the man she saw in the garden.

Tyler noticed that something was wrong with her, but he didn't say a word about it. He opened the door and led her to the kitchen.

Hera, who was hungry, put Tiramisu down. "What would you like to have?"

Tyler enumerated a menu without hesitation, "Chicken fried steak, Bashville hot chicken, apple pie, meatloaf, and lamb stew..."

She opened the refrigerator only to find it empty. There were a few bottles of beer, two eggs, and a half packet of noodles. No one knew how long it had been there. When she took it out and checked it, it had already expired.

fell into silence. An idea occurred to him. He landed his

board. "The ingredient you brought along will work.

jumped off the counter before hiding behind Hera. It oinked a few times in protest. She squatted down and caressed its back to calm it down. "Relax, I'm

her arms before looking back, staring at Tyler

not going to let me cook

well scare the daylight out of it, then. Come,

I'm nothing compared to a

time and effort

and yet, you wouldn't even make a meal

your teacher. Respect your teacher," Hera repeated in her

hand and took her phone out. "What would you like

sneaked a peak

said, "I'm sick of delivery food. want you to cook something for me. Anything will do.

gaze and tapped on her phone screen

later, the deliveryman delivered the ingredients she