Although Eve Thompson spoke, her gaze was constantly darting towards the study.
But Anthony Charlie never came out.
His unusual behavior made Eve rub her own face uncontrollably.
It wasn't until her birthmark faded that he began to behave aloof and indifferent.
Did he really prefer her ugly?
She curled her lips in disdain, remaining silent, then went downstairs.
During mealtime, the butler went upstairs to call for Mr. Charlie.
Eve Thompson rubbed her hands together as she looked at the delicious food spread out on the table.
Mr. Charlie's chef is definitely of Michelin caliber, and the dishes and snacks he makes are especially authentic and delicious…
As she swallowed her saliva, she noticed that the butler came downstairs to the front of the dining hall and opened his mouth, "Mr. Charlie says you should start eating first. He's still busy with work."
Eve Thompson: ??
Without Anthony around the table, she could eat even better alone!
