st then, there was a knock at her door.
nor snapped back to reality, shook her head, trying to forget her embarrassment, and went to open the door.
an was standing at the door and looking at her. He found her face a bit odd. “Ellinor, good morning. Why is your face so red? Did you have a good dream?”
nor was already very fed up, so she punched him on the head. “Shut up, kid. If you talk nonsense again, I’ll kill you!”
an clutched his aching head, grumbling, “I am not a kid!”
pushed him aside, and strode
downst
med around and followed Elinor calling out to her loudly. “Hey, Ellinor, when did you find out that you’re my long-lost sister?”
own the stairs, Ellinor casually replied. Tm not your sister
reached out to support her “Yes, you are! I heard it yesterday, you’re Pearl
pted Bryan’s support, giving the crafty young man a sidelong glance. “Even if I am Pearl, I am not your sister!”
Frowning Bryan retorted. “Yes, you are! We have the same father; you are my sister”
After reaching the bottom of the stairs, Ellinor brushed off Bryan’s hand and headed towards the dining room.
ough she didn’t dislike Bryan, she couldn’t forget that he was the son of the woman who had hurt her mother. She couldn’t sincerely treat him like a little brother. Bryan chuckled sarcastically. He followed her and was about to say something when he saw a tall figure emerging from the kitchen, holding a plate of food.
It wasn’t their chef, nor their nanny, but Balfour.
Bryan was gobsmacked. “Balfour, you… you’re actually cooking?!”
Balfour ignored him and instead spoke gently to Ellinor. “Ellinor, come. Sit down for breakfast.”
Without any formalities, Ellinor sat down.
Bryan, as though he’d seen a miracle, whipped out his phone and snapped several photos of Balfour in an apron.
After hearing the camera shutter, Balfour frowned and looked at Bryan sternly. “What are you doing?”
Bryan put away his phone and stood tall. “Nothing! I’ve just never seen you this industrious before, so I took a photo to mark the occasion.”
Balfour gave the mischievous Bryan a helpless glance, placing the breakfast he’d prepared in front of Ellinor. “Ellinor, eat up.”
It was a hearty breakfast of fried eggs, bacon, vegetables, and nuts.
After picking up her fork and knife, Ellinor glanced at the clock. “Mr. Howard, aren’t you going to work today?”
Hearing the formal address made Balfour seem slightly disappointed, but he replied gently. “There’s nothing important going on lately; it’s no problem if I head to he office a bit later.”
Oh.” Ellinor replied offhandedly, not really caring.
it this point, Bryan leaned in, whispering in her ear. “He’s doing all this for you. He’s always punctual for work, no matter what. He’s even cooking breakfast for you. ve never been treated like this. He never even did this when he used to pamper Patricia.”
Ilinor heard him, but she acted as if she hadn’t and just focused on her meal.
ryan’s shoulder was smacked hard twice, and then he heard Balfour’s impatient voice. “Go eat your food and talk less!”
ryan obediently sat down at his spot. He looked down and saw two burned eggs and overcooked, charred bacon on his plate.
alfour, who seldom cooked, naturally couldn’t control the heat well. So he gave the burned food to Bryan.
ryan pulled a face but didn’t care. It didn’t look great, but it wasn’t burnt beyond eating, so he made do.
alfour also sat down, joining Bryan and Ellinor for breakfast. His plate consisted of only one egg and some veggies.
