His Eagle Eyes on Me novel Chapter 2587

Irene placed a basin of water before Lucas.

"Mr. Lucas, the things I said to Mr. Sam… they were not true. You know how people say things they don't mean when they are angry. I think that as long as you work hard, you won't be worse than Mr. Noah or Mr. Sam."

Lucas finished washing his hands. He said coolly, "I don't care about your opinions on any of us."

"That's good. Mr. Lucas, you should be like that. Just focus on your studies. Don't care about what other people say." Irene placed the basin aside and spooned some soup into a bowl for Lucas. "Mr. Lucas, you have to eat more. If you don't, I'll be embarrassed to take my pay."

Lucas was speechless.

Cooking a single meal was indeed easy work.

Lucas did not have a huge appetite. Usually, Irene only needed to cook up two dishes and a soup.

"Mr. Lucas, are you good in foreign languages?" Irene asked when he had finished his food and began drinking his soup. "If you're going to Edelweiss, you have to learn their language."

Lucas glanced at her.

"Mr. Lucas, I'm not bad in foreign languages when it comes to reading and writing, but I can't speak the language well. So, I can't help you with that. After all, going there, it's more important to know how to speak. You can get your father to get you a language teacher, specifically on learning languages." Irene suggested.

"What do you think I was doing today?" When Lucas said this, Irene instantly understood what he meant.

"Mr. Lucas, seeing you change, I'm really happy for you," Irene said. "I've decided that after you leave, I won't work for the Woods family anymore."

Lucas did not respond to that.

"My teacher told me today that I could take a loan from a bank once I'm in university. It's interest-free, so I don't think I'll need to work as I study," said Irene, detailing her plans. "Mr. Lucas, I'm really thankful for you. The past few months should have been the toughest time of my life. Thank you for not giving up on me. Thank you for taking care of me."

At that, tears could not help but well up in Irene's eyes.

Lucas did not know how to respond to that, so he buried his head in his soup.