CHAPTER 117
Young master Niels' villa.
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Larissa's mouth opened wide to see a lot of food served on the long table in front of her. Various processed menus, fish, meat, vegetables and others, all available complete.
"Why so many…? Is this all true for me alone…?"
Larissa was still gawking, staring at the plates one by one that served different foods.
"That's right. The young master said you have to prepare all kinds of food for your breakfast," the middle-aged maid replied.
As directed by Alexandre Niels, the dining table must be filled with delicious foods. He said, it was in order to increase nutrition for Larissa.
Larissa couldn't believe it anymore. The world of rich people's lives cannot be expressed in words. This much food, where can Larissa spend alone.
"Miss, sit down!" cried the old waiter, pulling up a chair in the middle of the long table.
