"..." What? Bring back little buns? And two of them?
The old lady's fingers trembled, almost spilling the tea.
If anyone else said this, she would believe it, but if Lucas Knight says it, it's absolutely unbelievable!
He, who is so cold all day, without even a woman by his side, claiming to bring back little buns?
In the past, if the women sent to him were favored by him, maybe there would be little buns!
She had already settled for less, just finding someone, a living person to marry would be enough, what more does he want...
Helplessly, he is the President, what can she do?
All she could do was stew in her own frustration and sigh.
Who could she blame for being so fond of him!
Since she had raised him alone from childhood, she was more than familiar with his temperament!
Ah.
It seems destined that she will have regrets in this lifetime.
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Eva Nightingale didn't see Lucas Knight all day.
She didn't have an appetite for two meals.
