"Based on my many years of experience, girls generally like these things."
The old butler respectfully bent his body, saying softly.
Lucas Walker didn't say anything, he just took the breakfast cart and pushed it into the room.
He put the tray in front of Ivana Bennett, placing the crabmeat buns and other foods from the cart onto the tray one by one.
Ivana looked at the steaming breakfast in front of her, her face full of astonishment.
"This... was that too quick? Could it be...you ordered in advance?!"
Taking the chopsticks and placing them next to her hand, Lucas spoke in a calm tone.
"It would take at least half an hour from ordering to bringing the food. I thought you might not want to wait."
There was no flattering tone in his voice, but in his calmness, there was an outpouring of deep affection.
Lucas Walker was the kind of person who could be meticulous about anything he did, but only if he wanted to do it.
