Anjela scratched behind her ear.
"Mm... Young master, I'm not the one who made cookies."
Henry was a bit surprised.
"Is it mom? I thought she was busy preparing to go to a gathering with her friends. How did she find time to cook?"
Mrs Adeline was always a busy woman. She was obviously a housewife however, she had lots of high-class friends whom she kept her company with. It made her have less and less time to stay at home.
"No rascal, It's me who made them." Thea butt in between their conversation, crossing her arms on her chest.
Henry grinned and went up to her. Anjela left the kitchen, giving them space to talk freely.
"Dear sis, I'm so grateful that you made cookies for me." Henry's eyes filled with sparkles.
What a foodie!
Thea raised her eyebrows.
"Don't jump to conclusions on your own. I didn't make any for you, got it?"
Henry fake cried.
