Chapter 112
Valentino's POV
Christian assisted me in setting the table when I walked to the dining room. He was less my bodyguard and more like my personal assistant. I appreciated his loyalty and service.
Thirty minutes later, Myrah came to join me. She was wearing grey fur slippers and a simple maroon baggy sweater. On her right knee, she wore a black knee pad. She appeared considerably more at ease and renewed.
Over dinner, we spoke about the budget, and I answered all of her inquiries about how to manage the house and the connections for the people we typically worked with.
I assisted her with the dishes after almost an hour had passed. Although I didn't usually do these tasks, I had to assist her because she was unable to fall asleep with the dishes in the sink. At least the dishwasher made the task easier overall.
