Chapter 5 Keeping Herself Busy
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“So, back then, when Grandpa asked if you could cook, were you lying to him?” Louis sat across from Freya, took a sip of coffee after saying this.
Freya was stunned. What? There was such a thing?
She quickly brushed it off. “My skills are nothing compared to the maid’s. At the time, I thought Grandpa was used to eating delicacies, so I didn’t want to embarrass myself.”
This reason was barely passable, Louis nodded. “Actually, the taste was not bad.”
Louis drank his coffee quickly, but only ate one bun and a little of the rest. Freya looked at his not–so–slim figure, thinking such a small amount of food couldn’t possibly fill him up. Noticing his elegant eating manners, she suddenly realized that asking a man, who since childhood has been accustomed to fine dining, to eat simple food was indeed asking too much of him.
Well, even when a big shot hits rock bottom, he can’t just turn into a regular person.
She felt this kind of life was normal, but for Louis, every day was probably torture. Unfortunately, she couldn’t afford provide him with delicacies, so Louis had to make do with mundane food.
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Today, she had a lot to do. Not only did she need to furnish the house, but she also had to photograph those bags and clothes to sell online. With so many items, she estimated selling them all could fetch over a million, providing Louis with some initial capital.

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