Chapter 194
The sound of the doorbell shattered the awkward silence.
“It must be the delivery Dad ordered. I’ll get it. Mirabella said as she walked to the door.
When she opened the door, instead of the typical delivery guy in a cap and T–shirt, she found herself face–to–face with a middle–aged man dressed in a sharp suit, exuding an aura of sophistication. He held two elegant boxes in his hands.
Resting her hand on the doorframe, Mirabella asked with a hint of confusion, “And you are?”
With a courteous smile plastered on his face, the man handed over the two boxes. This is your delivery, ma’am. Bon appétit.”
The boss had been clear. “Keep it low–key and don’t startle my daughter.
It took Mirabella a couple of seconds to process before she reached out to take the boxes. curiosity getting the better of her. “You’re really here with a delivery?”
The man’s expression froze for a split second before he nodded. “Yes, indeed.”
Delivery guys sure were fancy these days, huh? Mirabella didn’t press further, thanked the man. and closed the door.
She placed the two ornate boxes on the table in the dining room. Each box had three tiers containing four dishes and two servings of rice – a veritable feast that was more than enough
for two.
As they ate, something occurred to Mirabella, prompting her to look up at Leo, who was quietly enjoying his meal across from her. “By the way, Leo, are you an actor?”
Leo paused mid–bite and shook his head. “No, I’m a singer.”
A singer? Could that be why she couldn’t find any of his records when she looked him up?
While intrigued, Mirabella didn’t want to pry into potentially sensitive matters. However, thinking about the poison that afflicted him, she couldn’t resist teasing. “With looks like yours, Leo, I bet you’ve got a few green–eyed monsters at your label.”
Leo’s lips twitched at her words, and he glanced at his sister with a complicated expression. It seemed necessary to clarify, “Actually, I thrive because of my talent.”
Mirabella nodded absentmindedly, going along with his claim. “Sure, the entertainment industry can be cutthroat. Just watch your back, okay?” With that, she returned to her meal.
Leo felt a pang of melancholy; it was the first time he considered that being attractive might not have been all it was cracked up to be.
After dinner, Mirabella offered to wash the dishes, but Leo was insistent on doing them himself. “Ladies should take care of their hands. Leave it, I’ve got this,” he stated seriously before snatching the dishes from her hands and heading into the kitchen.
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Mirabella let him be and decided to prepare some fruit in the living room. She had barely taken a few steps when a series of clangs and crashes echoed from the kitchen.
She pressed her fingers to her forehead, knowing all too well what that meant.
A job that should’ve taken mere minutes ended up being a twenty–minute ordeal for Leo, and ultimately, Mirabella had to step in to finish up.
Settling down on the living room sofa, Mirabella brought over a plate of freshly cut fruit and placed it on the coffee table. Chomping on a slice of apple, she took a few bites before turning to study Leo’s face. After a brief pause, she inquired, “Leo, did you not take the medicine I gave you this morning?”
Though it sounded like a question, the certainty in her voice was clear. Leo watched his sister. noticing her expression growing stern as she spoke, compelling him to sit up straight instinctively.
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