She had worked in the restaurant for decades, doing the same things every day, but never complained to Charlie.
Hearing the voice, Grace moved.
Getting out of Charlie’s arms, she said," Mckenzie, you're back."
Mckenzie grunted. Her attitude was neither cold nor warm. She sounded a little dissatisfied.
Grace was aware of it but ignored it, raising her slender eyebrows.
The three of them gathered around the table to eat dinner.
Grace filled a bowl with porridge and put some pancakes in front of her. She ate without even raising her head.
Charlie gazed at her face, curving his thin lips slightly. "Why is your appetite so good today?"
"I'm just hungry."
Grace raised her delicate eyebrows.
She did a lot of physical jobs today. Naturally, she was hungry.
"Grace performed quite well today. You didn't give up halfway, but don't dress like that or wear high heels tomorrow.”
Mckenzie was tactful.
Hearing the first sentence, Grace looked calm and even smiled.
However, her face then darkened.
"Besides, you can't go back so early again. The restaurant closes at ten, so you should leave after that," Mckenzie added.
Unable to suppress her emotions anymore, Grace put down the spoon in her hand and said, "I can help you there, but I can't stay until 10 o'clock."
Mckenzie answered, "This is the Morgan family's property, and I only have a son, Charlie. What do you think I'm struggling for?
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