"Thanks for the compliment."
At the door, Kris Cooper's voice carried a hint of roguish amusement.
"You..." Vera Wave turned around, glanced at Kris Cooper, already dressed in a shirt and trousers, standing outside. She got so angry that she slammed the door shut with her foot. "Eavesdropping on someone muttering to themselves, you pest!"
"Open the door."
"No!"
"Aren't you going to the morning shoot?"
Upon hearing this, she immediately pulled open the door and rushed out.
Noticing a smear of toothpaste at the corner of her lip, Kris Cooper helped her wipe it off and draped his sweater over her shoulders.
"It's cold in the morning; don't catch a cold."
Pulling the coat tightly around herself, Vera Wave followed him outside and took her seat in the passenger side. She looked at the villa beside them before asking.
"Where is this?"
"One of my houses." Kris Cooper started the car. "In the back seat, I've got some food for you. It'll do for breakfast."
