The overtime pay was extremely generous.

“What’s cooking in the kitchen? It smells great.”

The butler smiled. “Old Mr. Lafayette asked me to prepare some nourishing soup early in the morning. He said you’ll be delivering it to Mr. York later.”

Rosalie was speechless.

“Is there a lot of soup? I also want some. Damian and I also need some nourishment after how hard we’ve been working these days.”

The butler laughed. “Don’t worry. There’s definitely enough for you and Mr. Damian.”

Only then did Rosalie go for her morning run with a satisfied heart.

An hour later, she got into her car begrudgingly with a vacuum-insulated flask in hand. She placed it on the passenger seat.

Alrick had followed her out. He reminded her, “Don’t spill the soup. Remember to deliver it to my grandson-in-law and only head to the office after you watch him finish it. Remember to wash the flask too.”

“You’ve said this many times, Grandpa. I might even get blisters from hearing it too much. You’re already