"Yes. Aren't you rather adept at tying ropes?" Irina smiled at Camilla.
Camilla' expression froze at that moment. She stole a glance at Irina with a shifty gaze as she screamed in her heart, Why is she still here today? Is she going to stay at the restaurant?!
"I'm sorry, Madam Camilla. I haven't been cutting ingredients in the restaurant for quite some time, so I didn't realize that I took up too much space. This half of the cutting table is yours," Firis said with a smile as she noticed Camilla's arrival, and shifted slightly to the side to give her half the space.
Camilla looked at Mag aggrievedly. She would have never submitted this easily if he hadn't had the Photostones.
After the breakfast service, Mag changed his clothes and went out with Irina.
Irina looked at the gauze hat that was concealing her looks, frowning, and said, "Is this necessary?"
