At my insistence, Nicky followed me back to Regal Villa.
When Caroline came out to greet me, she saw Nicky behind me and her bright smile instantly became more modest. She greeted Nicky politely, then turned her eyes to me, "Is this your friend, Madam?"
"Mm. Her name's Nicky. Please clean up the guest room, Caroline. Miss Doyle will be staying with us for a few days."
"Alright. I'll do that in a bit," said Caroline as she looked at Nicky.
I tried to probe my head inside. "Where's Theo?”
“Mr. Grant in the kitchen. He said he wants to make soup for you.” Caroline smiled kindly at me. Til head upstairs to clean up the room.”
Nicky stepped forward and said with a smile, "I didn't expect President Grant to be able to cook."
From her tone, I seemed to sense some envy.
I glanced at her with a dazed look, but after a while, we walked toward the kitchen.
Inside the kitchen, the man’s tall figure was stirring the soup. The scene looked peaceful.
"You’re so lucky, Mrs. Grant." Nicky sighed from behind.
Yes, so lucky indeed.
At this moment, my heart was filled with warmth as well. I bowed my head and turned back to the living room. Nicky followed me.
"I didn’t expect that Mr. Grant, who’s so insufferably arrogant outside, is so gentle at home. Is this normal for him, Mrs.
Grant?"
As I listened to Nicky's words, I smiled at her. ’’He’s done this a couple of times.”
After I said this, I lowered my head and slightly smiled.
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