Shirley, not intending to say more, leaned over to pick up the tea and desserts from the side table and handed them to Cathy.

“Try the desserts. They’re made by the chef here. I’ve eaten them for more than ten years. They taste quite good.”

“… I’m not hungry.” Cathy was not in the mood to eat. Shirley was acting so gentle that it made Cathy uncomfortable.

Nevertheless, this change in Shirley could be a good thing.

After waiting for approximately twenty minutes, Carter returned as expecte