Chapter 127 The Bad Guy

“I know she’s still asleep. Let her sleep” Samuel said gently, “Have you had your breakfast?”

Mona blinked in confusion. “Il get something to eat on my way to work later.”

In a while.”

“I’ve bought some ingredients and will make some breakfast here. If you’re not in a rush, you can have some in a w

Mona immediately understood what was going on. He wasn’t here to just make breakfast. He was here to cook for Emelie specifically.

She couldn’t believe there were still men who could cook, let alone a manfrom a wealthy family.

Mona quickly sud, “Make yourself at home. The kitchen’s over there. Feel free to use whatever you need.

“I’m in a rush to get to work, so 1 won’t be joining you for breakfast. You two enjoy yourselves.”

Samuel thanked her with a smile and entered the kitchen with the ingredients in his hands.

Mona quickly took a picture with her phone of him washing the ingredients with his sleeves rolled up.

Then, she sent the picture to Emelie.

After she packed her bag, she left for work. Meanwhile, Samuel dumped all the ingredients into a pot.

After half an hour, breakfast was ready, and he brought the whole pot to the dining table.

Then, he grabbed some sticky notes from the fridge and taped one on the pot after writing a message.

He walked to the door to Emelie’s bedroom. He helped close the door after he carried her into her room the previous night.

open it with

side. Half of her face

door again and left silently.

did come to

received a message. “How is she

sender didn’t specify a name, but they knew who it was about.

He tapped his finger on the steering wheel and

someone else a favor,

decided to be

care of what’s

stopped replying and put his phone aside. Then, he drove to Capebatt

up at noon

was the first time in a while she was able to

was the hangover. However, she had to drink a lot when she was at Cloudex Corporation, so she had

entered the bathroom to wash herself. When she came out, she was

make it because the latter had to

a closer look and noticed a sticky note on the lid. The handwriting was neat, so it definitely wasn’t written by Mona

chicken soup. It’s full of nutrition, Reheat it

while she thought about it. However, she couldn’t figure out who would

to the room to grab her phone and saw the picture

was getting cold in Capebatt City. He was wearing a white sweater. It was loose and soft,

a cozy vibe. He kept his gaze down as he

it was Samuel who made the

at the note again. The message did seem like it was written by a professor

in a book and thanked Samoel

her message, and

beought the soup back into the kitchen to reheat it. Then, she waited at the side and called Ashley.

thought of an Idea. She wasn’t sure if it would work, so

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