His Eagle Eyes on Me

Ivy heard footsteps coming from behind her, and she turned to look around to see Lucas walking toward her.

"Mr. Woods!" Ivy got up and beamed at him.

He frowned. "Are you stupid?"

"Huh? What makes you say that?"

"Why are you sitting here? Don't you have other things to do?" he asked.

She shook her head. "I don't! I don't know anyone else either."

"Didn't you say that you used to live here? Why don't you know anyone here?"

"I wasn't particularly close to anyone, so I might as well just sit here."

"It's raining," he said. "Shouldn't you at least find shelter or something?"

She stretched out her hand, catching the raindrops. "It's just a drizzle. It's cool."

Lucas found her peculiar and did not know how to continue the conversation, so he turned around, intending to return to the office.

"Mr. Woods, please let me stay in your company! I promise not to disturb you." Ivy caught up with Lucas. "I'll be leaving in a few days, and I won't bother you anymore." Lucas turned back to look at Ivy. "Don't disturb me, and don't disturb anyone else."

Ivy nodded. "I won't, Boss. I'll just stay quietly."

"Where are you staying at night?" Lucas asked.

"Uh... a hotel," Ivy replied.

"Since you have a place to stay, why can't you just stay at the hotel now?" Lucas inquired.

"It's so boring at the hotel. I want to be around people," Ivy said.

"You can watch people in cafes and bookstores, right?"

"I don't like coffee. Besides, I've just graduated, so I don't want to read books anymore," Ivy said.

Lucas walked back to the office, and Ivy immediately followed him.

"Mr. Woods, do you eat takeout every day? Why don't I cook for you? I see that your house has a kitchen. I'm really good at cooking! I can prepare meals for you every day," Ivy offered.

"Why do you want to go to my home and cook for me? Are you planning to poison me? Do you think there's something valuable in my house that you want?" Lucas asked. en.swhovels.net

Unable to hold back her laughter, Ivy replied, "If I wanted to poison you, I would have done it with the

croissant this morning. Besides, it seems like your house doesn't have anything valuable for anyone to

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steal."

Lucas pondered for a moment and realization dawned on him. "If you go to my home, you won't come to my company to bother me, right?"

"Yes! Cooking is also a hassle. Just give me your house key. I'll go back and cook dinner for you!" Ivy proposed.

Lucas paused, considering whether he should give his house key to a woman he had only known for two days.

He stared at Ivy's face and wondered, "Is it possible for souls to be reincarnated in this world?"

"Huh?" Ivy looked puzzled.

"You sometimes remind me of my former servant," Lucas said.

"Hahaha! Then just treat me as your servant! I really love cooking. How about you try my cooking tonight?" Ivy suggested.

Lucas took a deep breath and handed her the key. "I don't eat cilantro, mushroom and-"Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

"I know! Don't worry!" Ivy assured him.

"I didn't even finish."

"You don't like don't like dishes made with soy products, but you like drinking soy milk, right?" Ivy said.