NovelStart“Don't put the garlic sauce. | don't think he'll eat it. He has stomach trouble. Didn't | tell you? How many more times do | need to repeat?” she yelled anxiously, her voice still sweet.
“Turn down the gas when cooking the soup. Be patient. Make sure the soup is thick. Thanks.” “How about cooking sseafood? Don’t put in sugar. | don’t know if he has a sweet tooth.” She told the chef and cooks what to do, afraid something might go wrong.
Everyone could tell she was excited.
She chirped like a nightingale, and she acted well when playing mute. Ivan was deceived.
Emily thought Ivan was indeed adorable.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Lady Emily, the dress has been delivered. Would you like to try it on?” “Sure. Be right there.” Before leaving the kitchen, Emily reminded the chef, “| must grasp his appetite. It'll all depend on you guys if we have a great night. If Mr. Marsh likes the food, I'll give you a bonus.” Then she followed the butler to the living room.
A maid held a purple dress. Although it was folded, Emily was stunned by the color.
“Beautiful!” It was her favorite color--the light purple, making her look gentle.
Emily gingerly held the dress, the hemline of which was sparkling.
Her maid helped her to put on the dress. Emily circled in front of the mirror, thinking she was like a princess in a fairy tale.
“I'll fully occupy his eyes and heart tonight.” She was immersed in her charm and full of self-confidence.
Dusk came.
The chef and cooks had almost finished cooking. The dining table was full of delicious dishes and colorful fruit wines.
Emily put on her dress and delicate makeup. Sitting on the couch next to the coffee table, she slightly leaned forward and dialed Ivan’s number.
“Hello? Has the notebook been delivered?” Ivan asked in joy. He was on the private jet.
Emily smiled and replied gently, “Welcto my manor. I'd love to invite you to join my dinner tonight. This is Emily.” Her voice made Ivan furrow his brows slightly. He wondered why her voice wasn't hoarse anymore.
“Mr. Marsh, do you needto repeat my words?” Emily asked while giggling.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Have you received the notebook?” Ivan asked without asking her why she had lied to him. He realized probably she also had lied about her injury on his ankle.
It seemed he only cared about the notebook, which disappointed Emily.
“I'd love to invite you to dine withtonight. Then we can talk about the notebook.” “Thanks for your invitation,” Ivan answered mellowly, “If you have the notebook, I'll send my subordinates to read it. They won't take it away.” “What about you?” Emily’s heart tightened. She asked unhappily, “Why don’t you cover? Where are you now?” “Sorry, but | can’t. I'm on the flight to Arkpool City,” Ivan replied, “I need to deal with scompany errands.” “You are too rude. You even didn’t tell me.” Emily failed to repress her anger.
Ivan chuckled and reminded her, “Your voice...” “My voice doesn’t matter. | won't let anyone read the notebook if you don't cin person. Not even a glance.” She ended the call willfully.
Ivan was lost in thought, realizing Emily wasn't as simple as he had thought. At least, she was indeed babyish.
He thought about the scene in her bedroom yesterday. Since her vocal cords were injured, he had to sit on her bed edge to listen to her. Bad hunch raised in his chest.
Ivan sensed something fishy. He was always alert. However, to see the notebook, he had already ignored his own safety.
Later, Emily’s move made Ivan understand that he had fallen into her trap.
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