Shirley heard footsteps behind her. She turned around and locked eyes with the man descending the stairs.
“The dumplings are ready. I'll bring them out in. a moment.” She smiled at him. Under the light, her bright and lively eyes reflected
the surrounding crystal lights, making them sparkle.
The man couldn't tear his gaze away for a moment. Shirley brought out the first bowl of dumplings. Her long, smooth, and black
hair. was tied into a simple bun, with a few strands of bangs falling gracefully on her beautiful cheeks. In the man’s eyes, she
seemed more appetizing than the bowl of dumplings.
She went back to the kitchen. With her back to the man, her slender legs, which were as delicate and fair as snow, were partially
covered by the white T-shirt dress, accentuating her curvy and alluring figure.
His gaze becmore intense and he couldn’t help but secretly gulp.
“| accidentally made too many dumplings. Please don’t waste them. You have to eat them all!” Shirley brought out the second bowl
while. looking a bit embarrassed as she smiled at him.
“Eat withthen.” The man raised an eyebrow. She thought that it would be too much for him: to finish so many dumplings by
himself late at night.
“All right. I'll put a few more in your bowl then,” she said as she used her fork to add a few more to his bowl after taking a few for
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Zacharias sat down and savored not just the dumplings but also the light and pleasant atmosphere created by the girl beside him.
He had been living here alone for over a year. Unless he requested assistance, the vast mansion had only his solitary figure.
Tonight was undeniably destined to be full of vitality, making the night indescribably wonderful.
“Is your work finished? You won't be working late, will you?” Shirley asked while showing concern.
“Are you worried about me?” Zacharias asked while elegantly chewing his food. She smiled. “Of course. | believe people all over
the country care about you.”
His mood was still okay after hearing her first sentence. However, when he heard the official statement in the following sentence,
his good mood took a hit.
Shirley couldn't help but ask when she sensed a slightly awkward atmosphere. “Mr. Flintstone, didn’t your nephew say he wanted
to live here? Why haven't | seen him?”
“Do you want him to live here?” Zacharias asked her back.
She was speechless. Why did this man always have such an aggressive tone? She was just trying to chat with him. He took it as if
she had sulterior motive. It was really tiring to communicate with this man.
“No. I'm just curious.” Shirley pursed her lips.
“He was kicked out by me,” Zacharias replied.
“Why?” She was curious. The reason why he kicked out his nephew that night was simple-his nephew had begged him all night to
introduce Shirley to him and he found it annoying.
“He's too noisy?” he replied casually. Upon thinking about it, Shirley agreed. Tony was indeed noisy.
“Mr. Flintstone, can | ask you a favor? If your work involves meeting my great-uncle, please don’t bringalong. | don’t want my
parents to know that | work here,” she said to him. Zacharias nodded. ‘Sure.” Then, he raised an eyebrow. “Do | get any benefits?”
Her nerves were on edge again. She asked him, “What benefits do you want?” He thought for a moment and made a request.
“Givea massage every night before bed.”
Shirley was stunned. Was it appropriate to massage him before bed?
“Mr. Flintstone, do you have a girlfriend?” she couldn't help but ask. She thought that if he had a girlfriend, his girlfriend would
surely take care of such matters.
“No.” Zacharias glanced at her. Zacharias sensed that she was reluctant and put down his fork. “If you find it tiring, | can’t
guarantee | won't take you to events where people might recognize you.
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