"Mm, I just love everything about you, including your cooking, Maddy," Lance said with an amicable smile. He drank a glass of wine prepared by the butler and continued, "Why don't you come to my room after this? I have something to tell you."
Madeline's lips curled as her stare turned provocative. "Sure."
**
Lance went straight to the master's bedroom after dinner, and Nathan did the same as he had homework.
Thus, Madeline sighed as she was relieved that everything went well.
It was their first day to live together, and she didn't want Lance to think she was here to freeload.
'Telling Nathan to cook for us is a good move. It helps Nathan settle in this new home and also helps him get tutelage from a professional chef,' Madeline thought. 'And for Lance, it seems that my suspicion is right…'
Madeline guessed that Lance must've missed the atmosphere of being at home.
