The person outside the door was Giselle.
The female pastry chef, clutching a bag of food and a newspaper, immediately flashed a smile upon seeing Jason open the door, her face already red from the cold.
"Good morning, Jason."
"Your breakfast."
"And the newspaper."
The female pastry chef said as she handed over the food and newspaper to Jason.
Jason took them and immediately took off his coat, draping it over the female pastry chef's head in a hooded fashion, and after fastening the buttons, only her eyes and part of her nose were visible, making her look quite odd.
However, the female pastry chef did not refuse.
Looking at Jason, who was close at hand, her face turned even redder, and she clung to Jason's coat as if she wanted to hide her entire face.
Huh?
This didn't seem to be Jason's coat.
Similar in color and style, but the material was much better.
Immediately, the female pastry chef guessed something.
Anger and murderous intent surged in her heart again.
