Wedding My Ex’s Uncle

Chapter 124 Ten Minutes in the Kitchen

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have to enjoy it with you.”

Kaia pressed her lips, trying not to let the warmth of his tone affect her.

Fine. That was fair.

As expected from him-he always said the right things with just the right tone.

Still, she wished he would be a little less forward sometimes. What happened in the kitchen was pushing it.

Back at the table, she picked up a piece of fish with her fork and placed it in her mouth. After a moment, she looked up, her tone casual but clear. “About my suspension, you asked Julian to talk to Mr. Miller on my behalf?”

Lucien’s hand paused. “Suspension? You were suspended? When did this happen?”

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“There,” he said with faux solemnity, releasing her hands. “All

done.”

Kaia could not even look at him. She muttered something under her breath-something that suspiciously sounded like “shameless pervert”—then turned and fled the kitchen.

Jason happened to be walking by and blinked in confusion when he saw Kaia emerge with a visibly red face. “Mr. Graves, is Mrs. Graves okay? She looked flushed. Could she be coming down with something?”

You and

housekeeper had their own private dining area, and the two tactfully left the

managed to get all flirty and wrapped

Kaia stared at her reflection in the mirror, cheeks still burning with embarrassment. She rinsed her hands, but the last thing she wanted to do now was face him at

outside the door. “Honey, come out. Dinner’s ready.

Her ears were still pink. She gave him a sideways glance.

was soft, coaxing. “Nope.

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smirk. “You tied a double

“Maybe

need,” Kaia mumbled, a little flustered. “I’ll just ask the housekeeper to help me

amused. “Why bother? Is

and lifted them above her head with gentle but

startled. “What are you

her apron and slowly began rolling it upward. His voice, low and rich, brushed against her ear. “Don’t be nervous. It’ll

second.”

dropped as she watched his elegant fingers lift the hem of her apron inch by torturous inch. Her

hissed, “Can you hurry

let out a deep chuckle.

just as leisurely as before. Finally, when her cheeks were flushed

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wanted to hear what her voice sounded like

him.

honestly, she did not

you move? I need to wash up,”

brow lifted, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Need a hand? Your hands are covered in oil. I could untie

answer, he stepped closer. One of his broad hands gently tugged at the knot on her back, turning her body with practiced

shiver along her skin. His voice was low, rich, almost whispering into her scalp. “Do

almost feel them against her ear. Heat rose