Olivia raised the notebook in her hand. The notebook recorded all of Ethan's preferences.

"I haven't finished memorizing it yet. Mr. Miller takes his coffee with three cubes of sugar. He likes his steak rare. His favorite fruits are cherries and blueberries …"

Olivia shut the notebook. She looked at Ethan seriously, "I seem to recall that you hated those fruits the most. You only eat medium-rare steaks, and you never put any sugar in your coffee."

If William hadn't reminded her not to get anything wrong, she would have thought that someone was setting her up for failure at the workplace.

The list of preferences was the complete opposite of what Ethan actually liked.

Ethan took the notebook from her hands and said, "You don't have to care about that."

Ethan did not like people knowing about his preference. No one knew about his actual preferences except Olivia.

"You need only do as you're told."

The light from the laptop's screen shone on Ethan's face. It made his expression look