Even so, Nanny still made sure fresh ingredients were placed in the fridge every day, just in case.
Now, Xavier Grayson realized he'd accidentally discovered a promising new cook.
He glanced at the bowl of noodles, his thick brows gradually knitting together. "I don't eat cilantro."
"Oh, I'll pick it out for you right away."
Chloe Bishop immediately picked up her chopsticks and carefully attended to His Lordship, removing every last bit of cilantro from the noodles.
Xavier Grayson watched her up close—her thick brows, big eyes, rosy lips, and fair, delicate skin. Smooth and translucent, with a healthy pink flush.
He couldn't help recalling her earlier boast about her skin, and sneered inwardly. No wonder she was so confident—saying even the most expensive skincare couldn't produce sk
