Abigail hung up the phone, and her previously gloomy mood improved.
She always believed in Lawyer Jones's ability, otherwise, she wouldn't have used her past connections to invite him.
Sure enough, he did not disappoint her.
Her tense heart relaxed slightly. After practicing boxing with Elder Piers and taking a shower, she went to the dining room and was greeted by a rich aroma.
Upon entering, she saw braised carp, squirrel fish, and fried fish on the dining table. While she stood in a daze, the cook brought over a bowl of crucian carp soup, and the fragrance wafted from the soup.
Unconsciously licking her lips, Abigail looked at the cook, "A full fish feast?"
"Sort of, the Second Young Master ordered it." The cook replied and went back to the kitchen, leaving Abigail staring blankly at the various fish dishes on the table.
She couldn't tell whether to laugh or get angry.
Rich people's young masters have unique thought processes.
