Smiling at her words, Stanley Batton continued adding salad sauce into the glass bowl. “Men should treat their women right.”

The nanny had an envious look in her eyes. “There are hardly any forward-thinking men like you these days.”

She’d be overjoyed if her daughter could find someone half as decent as Stanley in the future.

Although she and Xyla Quest were both women, she could feel the vast difference in their worlds.

She couldn't but feel envy for her from the bottom of her heart.

He smiled without a reply, focusing on making breakfast.

The nanny stepped forward and offered to help upon seeing him make a rather simple meal. “Why don’t you let me do that while you take a break?”

“It’s fine. Xyla likes the food I make for her. You can get on with your work,” he replied with a shake of his head.

Nodding at his dismissal, the nanny took a bottle of milk from the refrigerator and walked out, leaving the quiet kitchen all to himself.

The large space had just enough sunlight in i