Daisy felt guilty at Angelo's words. She lowered her head to taste it, thinking that it wasn't that good.
Actually, the soup wasn't made by her. Last night, she told her family cook to prepare it and send it here this morning. But somehow, she didn't want to tell Angelo the truth.
She was happy to hear Angelo's praise. After breakfast, Angelo put on the clothes Daisy had prepared for her.
Looking at Daisy tidying clothes for her, Angelo felt warm in her heart. When Daisy finished, she sighed, "Dear, you can be a great assistant, but you are going to be my agent."
As she said this, she heaved a deep sigh with a look of regret. Daisy looked at her and crossed her arms in front of her chest, her face flushed with triumph.
"Now you know how great I am, do you?"
"Yeah, you are… not humble at all," joked Angelo.
