Franco frowned as he was about to go downstairs, he saw Dana who suddenly avoided him when she saw him. She was about to go up stairs, but she didn't continue when she saw him going downstairs as well.
He didn't like her avoiding him as if he had a contagious disease. It wasn't the first time he had seen her avoiding him. How dare she?
His eyebrows furrowed even more at that thought.
His expression didn't change as he continued walking down. He walked straight to the kitchen.
When he arrived there, his breakfast was ready. And everything on the table is what he requested. And he also knew who cooked them. It’s Dana. He instructed Lily that she has to cook his meals from now on.
"Good morning, Franco," Lily greeted him when she saw him enter the kitchen.
He just nodded at the old woma
