I went upstairs to knock on the door but received no response even after knocking for a long time. Worried about him, I opened the room door.
The room was empty, and the blanket on the bed was neatly folded, looking nothing like someone had slept on it.
Did he not come back the whole night?
Did he stay at Shannon's place last night?
I could not help but sigh at how rocket-fast the relationship between the two of them was progressing.
After going downstairs, I became troubled when I looked at the breakfast on the table.
I could not finish all the food alone, and the rest would go to waste.
Thinking what a waste it would be, I packed up the leftovers and took them with me, hoping to give them to any of the employees in the office who had not had breakfast.
After leaving the villa, I saw a car parked next door at the villa’s gate and squinted m y eyes. I quickly hurried over and entered the front passenger seat.
Sitting in the driver’s seat, Keith looked dumbfoundedly at me, not expecting me to suddenly get in.
I looked at him and said with a smile," Good morning, Keith."
Keith came back to his senses and quickly greeted me, “Good morning, Mrs. Grant."
"Have you had breakfast?"
Keith slowly shook his head.
What a coincidence.
I chuckled and handed him the breakfast i n my hand. "Eat while it's hot."
Keith pursed his lips. "Thank you, Mrs. Grant."
He did not eat it, and when Theo got in, he handed the breakfast to him. "Mrs. Grant made you breakfast, Mr. Grant. Eat it while it’s hot."
My my, Keith was no longer a clueless young man.
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