Chapter Sixty Nine
Third Person Pov
Anya stared at the meal before her and felt her stomach turn at the sight, she wasn't feeling hungry…or maybe she was and she didn't want to eat any of this.
“Can you make me burgers? And salad and also some scrambled eggs and toast!” She asked, becoming more excited as she mentioned it and the servants glanced at each other for a while before nodding and leaving the room with the strollers of food.
They quickly hit the kitchen and within an hour, they were done and brought the food to her.
When she smelled the scents, a huge smile split her face and she quickly devoured the entire spread of food by the time the last plate was dropped on the mini table.
Shocked, the servants helped her with a glass of cold orange juice which she twitched her nose
