Chapter 115

Chapter 115 Outburst of Emotion

Joseph pondered for a moment and answered thoughtfully, “Of course not.”

Chloe’s spirits lifted visibly, her vitality returning. “Really?”

“Yes, a maid is far more diligent and obedient than you.”

Chloe was speechless.

Joseph chuckled softly. ‘But your position is slightly higher than that of a housemaid.’

To put it bluntly, he had considered her to be beneath even a maid. The definition of a maid was

someone who cooked well and was hardworking.

The first meal she had cooked was disastrous. She even ended up in the hospital after eating it.

After that, she enrolled in a culinary class. She was clever, and she managed to cook relatively

delicious meals within less than a month. And now, he had grown accustomed to her cooking.

He had enjoyed extravagant meals since he was young, and honestly, her cooking was not

exceptionally delicious. However, for some inexplicable reason, every time he ate the food she made, a

surge of warmth welled up within him.

Chloe had no idea what Joseph was thinking, so she remained silent, assuming that he genuinely

looked down on her.

Chloe accompanied Harold who was in the hospital for three days. Compared to the task of cleaning

toilets at Fairlight, this duty of accompanying the elderly was much easier.

On the fourth day, Harold insisted on being discharged, so Patrick went to consult the doctor. The

doctor said that Harold was fine to leave since his condition had gotten better, but he

advised him to get plenty of rest.

And so, Chloe’s blissful days came to an end.

On the fifth day, she prepared a table full of breakfast dishes. There were boiled eggs, sandwiches,

pies, coffee, steaks, salad, and orange juice.

As Joseph descended the stairs, his eyes were immediately drawn to the bustling figure in the kitchen.

Clad in a pink apron, Chloe’s slender and tall figure exuded a captivating, youthful

allure.

Hearing a noise, Chloe turned around and offered him a sweet and enchanting smile.

“You’re awake. Breakfast is ready,” she said.

Joseph frowned slightly, but he calmed himself and took a seat. Under Chloe’s expectant gaze,

he picked up the cutlery and placed them next to the steak.

Sensing this, she promptly handed him a glass of orange juice. “It’s freshly squeezed. Have a sip?”

“Say it. What do you want this time?” he said.

“Jojo, you’re so clever. How did you know that I have something to tell you?” She straightened

her posture. “I don’t want to work in Custodial. Can you transfer me back to Marketing? Please.

”

Chloe cupped her cheeks with her hands, her clear eyes akin to a pool of spring water. “I believe my

performance these past few days has been good enough, right?”

“Yes, but you’ve been good to Grandpa. Apart from this morning as I have the food you made, I haven’t

even caught a glimpse of you for the past few days,” Joseph smirked.

“I’m a human, not a robot. I have only two hands and legs. After visiting Grandpa, I don’t have much

time left,” Chloe retorted matter-of-factly.

Joseph paused for a moment and lifted his head. He looked into her eyes for a brief moment before

saying, “After spending three days in Custodial, I’ll transfer you back.”

“Why?!”

“Because we’re short on staff.”

Chloe stuffed a boiled egg into her mouth, choosing to remain silent. She could manage it since it was

only three days.

After they finished their breakfast, both of them headed to Fairlight.

When Lucas was about to lead Chloe to the custodial department, Chloe smiled at him and said, “You

don’t have to bring me there. I saw Custodial on the ground floor when I came in. By the way, I’m sorry

about my outburst of emotion. I didn’t mean to lose control. Lucas shook his head. “It’s fine. I’m more

interested in the reason behind your outburst.”