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She brushed her hair and put some cream on her face. She also makes sure that she’s presentable enough to face his boss. She rolled her eyes as she sighed, reaching her chest where her heart was located. She just hoped that half of her soul was fine. She needs to be fine to earn money since she’s a slave of money.

She went back to the kitchen and watched as her boss was calling someone. Then, the doorbell rang.

“Someone’s at the door at this hour?” She asked.

“We are both hungry.” He said as he went to the door to open it. He let a man in with paper bags and other things. “Hannah, this is Chef Gordon.”

“You ordered a chef?” She asked with a frown. “Oh, a pleasure to meet you, Chef Gordon. I am so sorry that you have to come all the way here~~”

“No worries. I love cooking and I make the best soups.” He winked as RJ squinted his eyes at Gordon. She smiled and approached RJ as she stood next to him, feeling so small as she looked up.

“I don’t understand why you should bother.” She mu