Chapter 117

Catelyn stood in the middle of the living room while Cedrick sat on the sofa.

Catelyn was trying hard to ignore Cedrick, but his presence was too strong. "You've returned my phone," Catelyn muttered. "Anything else that I could do for you?"

He was just sitting there idly. He was not waiting for her to say her thanks, was he?

"I'm hungry." Cedrick turned his head away and did not look at Catelyn, yet he was ordering all the same, "Make me some food."

Catelyn was astounded. Was he thinking she was his maid?

"There's a good restaurant downstairs, and they make great food. I highly recommend…"

Cedrick stroked his collar mindlessly, raised his brow, and said, "I took the trouble to send your phone here. Do I not deserve compensation?"

Catelyn blinked.

"I'm just saying that I didn't prepare ingredients for this, and I'm afraid I can't make something good for you."

Ollie had mentioned to her that Cedrick could be picky when it came to food, and she was not in the mood to entertain hi