Dani raised an eyebrow at me and questioned, "Why?"
"Because I need assistance with Mrs. Thompson's restaurant. I'll change and tweak some of the recipe's ingredients and provide a video lesson on how to cook or prepare everything. Then I'll leave it on my table," I said, opening my laptop.
I didn't give Dani a second look and got to work.
I heard her sigh deeply and saw her grimaced as I threw a sidelong look at her.
"You're a true workaholic. Why don't you take your time and enjoy yourself? You haven't gone home yet, have you?"
In response, I nodded and hummed, while she just shook her head in despair.
"My friend, my friend. You're so hopeless. It's no surprise you're still single. I wouldn't be astonished if you turned into an old maiden," she continued.
Her comme
