"I can help," Zoe said with a smile to Wenna, who was cutting ingredients for their lunch. She had deliberately gone to the kitchen to help because her siblings would be arriving that noon.
"I can handle this, Miss Zoe," Wenna smiled at her and glanced at her stomach. "You know, we’re all excited here for the baby of you and boss Ciel to come. I wonder who the baby will look like?"
"I hope the baby looks like daddy," Zoe chuckled. "It’s okay if it looks like me, but I really want the baby to have Ciel’s face."
"True, boss Ciel’s good looks could make panties drop!"
Zoe puckered her lips at Wenna’s strong compliment, and the woman seemed to notice her reaction. "Oh! Sorry, Miss Zoe," Wenna shyly apologized.
Zoe forced a smile to avoid awkwardness. "It’s okay, Wenna." She walked closer
