Chapter 92 The True Doting Sister Maniac
Meanwhile, at the Koch’s home.
Robert’s people were very efficient. In no time, they brought a whole new set of furniture and even provided their own staff, so there was no need to bother the Koch family’s housekeeper.
In the blink of an eye, Letcher’s belongings were swiftly packed up and thrown out.
The sp ac ious foyer was instantly transformed and refreshed.
The ceiling was adorned with a dazzling crystal chandelier that caught the eye.
As the power was switched on, the light refracted by the crystal shone brightly and softly, complementing the crystal’s own brilliance. It was simply a breathtaking sight.
No wonder it’s a brand that specializes in furniture for the upper class Daniel secretly marveled in his heart.
Robert looked at the fluorescent light emitted by the chandelier, quite satisfied. “Not bad,” he said. “I came in a hurry and didn’t prepare a gift for our meeting. Let’s consider this as compensation.”
“You call that unprepared? The gifts you sent me before have almost filled up my entire wardrobe.”
“Isn’t it easy if there’s not enough space? Just connect the guest room and use it as a cloakroom. My sister, Robert’s wife, can’t be treated unfairly, right?”
Aylin punched Robert and, with a helpless sigh, held her forehead.
“Alright, let’s not waste any more time.”
She glanced up at the vintage-style metal floral patterned wall clock, which already showed half past eleven.
After some thought, Aylin stood up.
“It’s time for lunch, Robert. You’ve come a long way today, so let me prepare a nice meal for you as
a way to welcome and refresh you.”
“Really?”
Upon hearing this, Robert’s eyes lit up and the corners of his mouth lifted high. “I’m in for a treat today, getting to taste Aylin’s homemade cooking! Oh, I’ve been looking forward to this for a long time!”
The man’s eyes curved into a smile, unable to conceal his delight, and he looked adorably foolish.
No one could possibly associate him with the fierce Robert from the Gardner family who had just been punching a shrew and kicking a rogue.
He had been abroad for three years, and although he had the finest team of chefs preparing delicacies for him, no exotic ingredients could compare to the dishes made by Aylin that he missed so dearly.
“Of course, that’s only right. Rewarding you… for your meritorious service in protecting your sister.”
Aylin crossed her arms, looking as if she was offering a reward, and eventually laughed at her own joke. The siblings played around for a while before she waved her hands and said, “Alright, alright, no more playing. Robert, we don’t have any ingredients at home, so if we want to cook, I’ll need to go get some.”
Aylin had experienced so much in the morning that she was quite drained. Robert couldn’t bear to disturb her, so he suppressed his own fatigue and busied himself in the kitchen.
Aylin, it really hurts in the heart.
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