Chapter 115 Outburst of Emotion
Joseph pondered for a moment and answered thoughtfully, “Of course not.”
Chloe’s spirits lifted visibly, her vitality returning. “Really?”
“Yes, a maid is far more diligent and obedient than you.”
Chloe was speechless.
Joseph chuckled softly. ‘But your position is slightly higher than that of a housemaid.’
To put it bluntly, he had considered her to be beneath even a maid. The definition of a maid was someone who cooked well and was hardworking.
The first meal she had cooked was disastrous. She even ended up in the hospital after eating it.
After that, she enrolled in a culinary class. She was clever, and she managed to cook relatively delicious meals within less than a month. And now, he had grown accustomed to her cooking.
He had enjoyed extravagant meals since he was young, and honestly, her cooking was not exceptionally delicious. However, for some inexplicable reason, every time he ate the food she made, a surge of warmth welled up within him.
Chloe had no idea what Joseph was thinking, so she remained silent, assuming that he genuinely looked down on her.
Chloe accompanied Harold who was in the hospital for three days. Compared to the task of cleaning toilets at Fairlight, this duty of accompanying the elderly was much easier.
On the fourth day, Harold insisted on being discharged, so Patrick went to consult the doctor. The doctor said that Harold was fine to leave since his condition had gotten better, but he
advised him to get plenty of rest.
And so, Chloe’s blissful days came to an end.
On the fifth day, she prepared a table full of breakfast dishes. There were boiled eggs, sandwiches, pies, coffee, steaks, salad, and orange juice.
As Joseph descended the stairs, his eyes were immediately drawn to the bustling figure in the kitchen. Clad in a pink apron, Chloe’s slender and tall figure exuded a captivating, youthful
allure.
Hearing a noise, Chloe turned around and offered him a sweet and enchanting smile.
“You’re awake. Breakfast is ready,” she said.
Joseph frowned slightly, but he calmed himself and took a seat. Under Chloe’s expectant gaze,
he picked up the cutlery and placed them next to the steak.
Sensing this, she promptly handed him a glass of orange juice. “It’s freshly squeezed. Have a sip?”
“Say it. What do you want this time?” he said.
“Jojo, you’re so clever. How did you know that I have something to tell you?” She straightened
her posture. “I don’t want to work in Custodial. Can you transfer me back to Marketing? Please.
”
Chloe cupped her cheeks with her hands, her clear eyes akin to a pool of spring water. “I believe my performance these past few days has been good enough, right?”
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