Stunned, Zephyr turned around to look at Cordelia.
Her hair was slightly messy. She looked a little silly when she had just woken up—she was so cute!
If he did not have so much work to do at the Hamerton Group, he would like to…
“Are you sure you want to bring me food?”
Cordelia did not manage to get what he meant, so she nodded seriously.
He smirked, revealing a naughty grin.
“Sure,” he whispered. “I’ll wait for you at noon.”
At noon, he would eat the food she brought him or her.
As soon as Zephyr got out, Cordelia began cooking in the kitchen.
Helen was cleaning the house, and some fragrance suddenly attracted her. She saw Cordelia making food and putting it in the thermal container.
“What did you make, Ms. Jenner?” Helen was curious. “It’s appetizing by smelling it alone. It must be delicious!”
Cordelia smiled, scooped a piece of pork rib onto a small plate, and handed it to her.
Helen dared not take it at first, and she only tasted it after the former insisted that she should try it. It was smooth with an amazing texture, and the sweetness was perfect.
Helen was impressed. “I can’t cook as well as you, even though I’m older!”
“I’ll cook more often for you, then!”
“Oh, no!” Helen panicked. “I’m grateful that Mr. Hamerton is willing to let me stay to take care of you two. How would I dare to ask for your cooking! I should be serving the two of you…”
“Aunt Helen.” Cordelia looked at her in silence.
She could not help but think of her mother when she looked at her. It was pitiful enough for an old lady who was tortured and left alone for half of her life. How would she bear to let her suffer during her old age?
“Don’t be a stranger.” Cordelia held her hands. “There are no rules at home. Moreover, you’re a senior, while Uncle Clark has been taking care of Zen since he was little. We should respect the two of you.”
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