Chapter 725

Chapter 725

Bowen followed her to the dining room. Once there, he took a step before her and said, ” Ma’am, here’s

your bre… Huh?”

What he saw shocked him for there were two women eating the breakfast specially prepared by the

nutritionist for Corinne.

“Miss Francine, didn’t you already have your breakfast? Why are you eating Ma’am’s breakfast?”

Bowen asked with a frown.

Francine continued eating while she said, “Oh, I didn’t know this was her breakfast. The food has been

sitting out here without anyone touching them so I thought the kitchen made it for my friend who has so

graciously come to visit me. Plus, it would be a shame if the food went cold before anyone got to enjoy

them.

She then piled on some bacon on Anya’s plate. “Here, Anya. It’s so rare for you to drop by our house

so make sure you eat more, ‘kay?” While doing that, she secretly threw a provocative glance at

Corinne.

As for Anya, she ate one bite after another as though showing off to Corinne who Francine’s favorite

person was. Corinne simply looked at them with an indifferent smirk on her face.

After drinking some milk, Anya got up and pretended to be embarrassed. “Oh no. I didn’t know this was

your breakfast, Corinne. So sorry. I was kinda hungry just now and thought I might as well join Francine

since she asked me whether I’ve had my breakfast yet… I hope you won’t get mad at us, Corinne. I

swear we didn’t mean to eat your breakfast…”

Corinne raised her eyebrow and smiled for a second. “It’s alright. You’re the guest so you should eat

first.”

The word ‘guest’ caused the fake smile on Anya’s face to stiffen. ‘Ugh… Francine is right. She hasn’t

been back for a day but she’s already acting like she’s the mistress of the household! How dare she

use the word guest on me to show off her position in the Holden family?! Pah! She’s not worthy of

being called Missus Holden. The only thing she’s good at is using Jeremy’s power to bully other

people!’

Bowen sighed helplessly when he saw the plates were already half-empty. “Umm… Ma’am, please

have a seat while I go and ask the kitchen to remake the breakfast for you.”

Corinne glanced at the breakfast spread on the table and knew it would take a while, not to mention,

very troublesome for the kitchen to make another for her. Moreover, she did not want to sit at the same

dining table with Anya because she could not stomach her face.

Thus, she waved her hand and said, “It’s okay, Bowen. I’ll order some takeout.”

“I’m afraid that won’t do. They’re not only unhealthy but unclean too. Besides, it’ll only take a moment

for the kitchen to make breakfast for you.

Corinne shook her head. “Please, Bowen. There’s really no need to go through all that trouble. I’m not

going to eat it even if you ask the kitchen to make me another one. In fact, tell the kitchen to get lunch

ready and I’ll settle my own breakfast.”

“Oh fine… I’ll ask the kitchen to prepare some of your favorites for lunch then.”

“That would be lovely. Thanks.”

Bowen sighed again before turning to go to the kitchen. As soon as he had left, Francine burst into

laughter. “Haha! Did you hear that, Anya? She said she’s going to order takeout. No sane wife of a

wealthy and powerful man would ever order takeout. That’s poor people’s food.”

Anya smirked and continued eating Corinne’s breakfast. She was in total agreement with what

Francine said.

“Anya, I’m sure you’ve never ever ordered takeout before, right? ‘Cause socialites like us will never eat

those cheap food reserved for the commoners,” Francine added. “Even on the low occasion we order

takeout, it’s in the form of professional chefs, who only use the freshest and highest quality ingredients,

coming to our house to cook for us. Unlike some country bumpkin who I bet has never eaten anything

good in her life so she has to make do with eating junk food!”