Chloe Collins, who had just reached the bottom of the stairs, fiddled with her ears. With her fair and pretty face, she looked speechless.
That damn deep voice, every single word penetrated her ears.
Strangely, it felt kind of itchy.
Who would have thought, this man was quite narcissistic.
She returned to her side and had just gone upstairs, when she ran into Evelyn Thompson, who was about to knock on her door.
"Aunt Evelyn."
Evelyn Thompson turned around and immediately flashed a joyful smile, "I made some late-night snacks for you. These are all the recipes I recently learned. Try them, and if anything's not good, just tell me, and I will improve."
Evelyn Thompson's genuine enthusiasm took Chloe Collins by surprise.
It made her feel a bit overwhelmed.
The two families of the East and West Wings gave her completely opposite feelings.
She accepted them, "Thank you, Aunt Evelyn."
