Sean paused and reached for a sandwich.

“There’s no need for a nanny for the time being.”

Sean thought about it for a while and put down the sandwich.

He put a glass of milk and some delicate pastries on a tray and brought it upstairs.

Farley took a look and shook his head.

“I didn’t know that the boss has such a good relationship with his hostages…”

Tate looked at him and reminded him in a dull voice, “That’s his ex-girlfriend.”

Sean pushed the door open and saw that Yvette had already washed up and was sitting by the window.

She did not move at all.

Her hair was let down. After one night, her hair was completely dry and emitting a faint fragrance.

Sean walked over and put the food on the table.

“Since you’re awake, why didn’t you go downstairs for breakfast? The new chef is here, and he’s pretty good.”

Sean thought Yvette would not answer because he sensed from her reaction that she was still angry.

However, she turned her head and smiled tenderly.

“I didn’t have an app