Emma Hart immediately understood what Damien Sterling meant and obediently let her hands slide from his shoulders. The white flour stuck to Damien Sterling's clothes, smearing his chest.
"Looks like you won't be sleeping well tonight!" Damien Sterling said.
"Hehe!" Emma Hart giggled apologetically.
Suddenly, the white cloths covering the kitchen were pulled aside by Donald. He looked disdainfully at his brother and sister-in-law who were flirting instead of working. "Could you two please focus on your work?"
Emma Hart's face turned bright red. She quickly turned away, grabbed an apron from a nearby hook, and tied it around Damien Sterling. "Mr. Sterling, good luck!" she said with a smile before returning to her task.
