"Okay! I apologize. I believe that you are not impotent. You don't need to prove it," Amber said, forcing her brain to find a solution. “Then what if I give you my determination?”"Determination?" Mr. Cold asked, narrowing his eyes.Without thinking, the woman nodded firmly. "Yes. If I'm determined, I can do anything, like take care of your house. Aren't you tired of taking care of this cottage by yourself?""So, you want to be a servant in this house?" the man inquired, doubting.Although she hesitated, Amber finally widened her smile. "Yes, of course. I can get all the dust off the furniture, wash the dishes, and …” the woman blinked for an idea, “cook some meals.”"You can cook?""Yes! Of course. I know a lot of great food recipes,” Amber nodded, hoping her lie wouldn't be detected.After a moment of contemplation, Mr. Cold moved away from the woman. “Then make me lunch. If your cooking is good, you can be a servant here. But if you don't, I'll really eat you whole."Forcing a smil
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