"Alright." Lewis picked up the spoon and ate some lasagna. "Wendy's cooking is not bad." He praised her sincerely. "Everything is well cooked but not mushy. It's better than the one you made last time."
Last time during the steak dinner, Larissa had made some lasagna too. But she did not do it well and the dish turned mushy. A light poke with a fork destroyed it very easily.
Lewis took another mouthful of lasagna before he remembered. "Help me thank her."
Larissa was not happy due to Lewis' praise of her friend and criticism of her. She refused angrily. "Go tell her yourself! I'm not a fucking messenger you can just order around!"
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Wendy woke late, so the caretaker came late every day too. Larissa could not wait for the caretaker to come and make breakfast, and The house had no food, so she could only go out and eat with Lewis.
She went to the McRonald's nearby the company and ordered two takeaway set meals. After she went upstairs, she sent one to Lewis' office. When she came out, Marilyn was already at her workplace.
"Morning, Marilyn!" Larissa smiled as she greeted her friend.
Marilyn smiled back, but it did not look natural. "Morning, Larissa."
Larissa was a little confused, but she did not ask. She went back to her workplace and ate her breakfast while she browsed through the client information that Sharon had sent her yesterday.
Marilyn spoke to her though. "Why did you come so early today? Didn't you eat breakfast at home?"
Larissa froze for a bit before giving Marilyn a smile. "Yeah. I didn't have anything to eat at home, so I left early."
"Mr. Logan Junior did not have breakfast too? I saw you give him a McRonald's bag," Marilyn asked again.
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