In the kitchen, Lily was preparing fried chicken with the other servants.
"Ms. Luna," Lily greeted with a smile when she noticed Luna entering. "Fried chicken is so oily and unhealthy. I don't understand why children like it so much."
Luna frowned and glanced at the food. Lily was right; i t did look quite oily.
Luna recalled that there were some leftover ingredients in the fridge from when she made mushroom soup last time. She took a deep breath, put on an apron, and started preparing mushroom soup.
"Ms. Luna." It was rare that the both of them could talk in private like this, so Lily heaved a deep sigh and began, "Actually, Mr. Quinn..."
"Shh." Luna frowned and stopped her from continuing. "You're the new maid here at Blue Bay Villa, and if someone discovers the relationship between you and Malcolm, they'll think that you're spying for him," muttered Luna under her breath as she prepared the ingredients skilfully.
Lily froze at her response. Her face turned pale.
"Do you... not want to talk about him?" Lily asked. She had worked as a maid for the Quinns in the past, so she had witnessed firsthand the devotion that
Malcolm displayed toward Luna. When Luna was still abroad, she was not too close with Malcolm, but they still maintained a friendly relationship.
However, ever since Luna returned to Banyan City, she did not keep in touch with him that often anymore. Whenever Lily recalled the way Malcolm stared longingly at the phone, she could not help but feel sympathetic toward him. This man was so faithful and committed toward Luna, yet she refused to even bring him up in conversation.
"It's not that I don't want to talk about him,” Luna explained with a frown. She lowered her voice and continued, "I just don't think this is the right place to b e talking about him."
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