Although his attention was on his phone, Nathaniel instructed Janice in an indifferent voice just as I was about to turn back, “Reheat the breakfast. My wife and I will eat it later.”
I reluctantly went over and sat opposite him.
Noticing my presence, he threw his phone on the table and stared at me with great interest.
Puzzled, I reached up to touch my face. “What are you looking at?”
Nathaniel frowned as he gave me a perplexed look. “Did you sleep again? I’m curious as to how you’re able to sleep for so long.”
Is he dense?
“It’s up to me. Why do you care?” I retorted before grabbing one of the plates Janice had brought over. Then I began eating my breakfast.
After several bites, I sensed that he was still looking at me, so I raised my head. I was right.
I stiffened. While gripping my knife tightly, I warned through clenched teeth, “Are you not done?”
Only then did Nathaniel turn away with a raised eyebrow.
Not long after, Janice served him breakfast.
I quickly finished my meal and prepared to head upstairs after wiping my mouth. When I was passing by the living room, I saw the man in a suit walking in. He was the man who I had met at the slum village. I hurriedly turned and sat in the living room, pretending to peel an apple.
“Mr. Hall.” The man stood at the door near the living room and shot Nathaniel a look.
Nathaniel remained unmoved as he ate his breakfast. “Get straight to the point. There aren’t any outsiders here.”
I pouted, feeling somewhat flattered.
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