The next morning.

Oliver and Devon returned to the Sterling villa in a taxi. When the other butlers asked them where they went, Oliver told them he took Devon to a clinic, and Devon also acted like he couldn’t walk properly. Nobody doubted them as they weren’t known for skipping work.

They went to the butlers' dorms and sat down on their beds. Oliver was rubbing his belly. “We’ve eaten a lot last night, and my stomach is already crying for breakfast.”

“You’re still young, that’s why,” Devon lied