Candice was utterly speechless.
But since she was already here, what else could she do?
She turned to Charlie and said in a formal subordinate tone, “President, why don’t you sit and watch some TV? I’ll go help out in the kitchen.”
Charlie gave a mild, affable smile. “Candice, we’re off the clock.”
Candice: “...!”
The three people standing at the kitchen door: “...!”
The air froze.
Everyone looked like they’d been struck by lightning—shocked, stunned, confused.
Thud—a potato slipped from Sophia’s hand and rolled across the floor.
Jerry’s already swollen, teary eyes widened further, and another tear slipped down from the emotional overload.
Rex… completely tore apart the Australian lobster he was holding.
The atmosphere turned awkwardly bizarre.
Candice felt like she was being r
