"Alright." Lewis picked up the spoon and ate some lasagna. "Wendy's cooking is not bad." He praised her sincerely. "Everything is well cooked but not mushy. It's better than the one you made last time."

Last time during the steak dinner, Larissa had made some lasagna too. But she did not do it well and the dish turned mushy. A light poke with a fork destroyed it very easily.

Lewis took another mouthful of lasagna before he remembered. "Help me thank her."

Larissa was not happy due to Lewis' praise of her friend and criticism of her. She refused angrily. "Go tell her yourself! I'm not a fucking messenger you can just order around!"

…

Wendy woke late, so the caretaker came late every day too. Larissa could not wait for the caretaker to come and make breakfast, and The house had no food, so she could only go out and eat with Lewis.

She went to the McRonald's nearby the company and ordered two takeaway set meals. After she went upstairs, she sent one to Lewis' office. When she came o