Chapter 1448: Chapter 1448: I Will Consider What You Said
Jasmine Yale picked out good ingredients and taught Lilac Serval hands-on.
“Do men generally lack interest in desserts?” Lilac Serval asked.
“Depends on who makes them.” Jasmine Yale smiled, “Mr. Cheney doesn’t like sweets either, but he’ll eat them if I made them.”
Although Lilac Serval didn’t quite understand, she smiled anyway.
She followed Jasmine Yale in making pastries, simply creating egg tarts and yolk pastries.
“Little Lilac, are you taking these to the Cheney Group?”
“Yes.”
“Then take a portion for Mr. Cheney from me too. He said he won’t be coming home for lunch today.” Jasmine Yale said, “I’m not good at cooking, so I can only make some desserts, and this is all I can do.”
“With your skills this good, Mr. Cheney must love it.”
“Who cares if he likes it or not, he has to eat it if I made it.”
Lilac Serval laughed. She knew that Jasmine Yale was very fond of Sylvan Cheney.
After hustling for over an hour, Jasmine Yale and Lilac Serval finished making the desserts, filling the kitchen with a delightful fragrance.
Carrying a tote bag, Lilac Serval walked towards the exterior of the Cheney Residence.
“Little Lilac, about the matter you mentioned, I will consider it.” Jasmine Yale said lightly, her eyes shimmering with serene light.
“The sooner the better.”
Jasmine Yale nodded.
At the doorstep of the Cheney Residence, Lilac Serval said: “You can go back, no need to see me off, I came in Charles Mcintosh’s car.”
Only then did Jasmine Yale notice a black Cayenne parked not far away.
Jasmine Yale waved goodbye, watching as Lilac Serval left the Cheney Residence.
Riceball ran to Jasmine Yale’s feet, its little paws tugging at her shoelaces.
Jasmine Yale squatted down, stroking its fur: “Little guy.”
“Aww, aww,” Riceball seemed to be unaware of happiness or sorrow, contented as can be.
Ever since Jasmine Yale came back, it has been quite happy.
“What should I do…” Jasmine Yale’s eyes were filled with a mist of confusion.
What she should do.
A cold breeze blew, lifting her black hair, and her eyelashes fluttered gently.
After a long while, she took Riceball with her and walked back home.
Those pills, lay quietly in the candy box.
Since Sylvan Cheney wasn’t coming home for lunch, Jasmine Yale sat alone at the dining table to eat.
She had a simple meal, then sat at the viewing platform, watching the goldfish swim back and forth.
Under the sunlight, the beautiful goldfish swam freely, the water rippled, stirring circles of ripples, creating a picturesque scene.
Gazing into the distance, the trees were bare all around, standing in rows.
It wouldn’t be long before the branches would burgeon with new sprouts, everything vibrant with renewed life once more.
Cheney Group.
Charles Mcintosh was busy dealing with files in his office, while Lilac Serval sat on the couch in his office playing with her phone.
Charles Mcintosh was very busy, occasionally needing to make calls at the balcony.
Lazily leaning on the sofa cushion, Lilac Serval’s highlighted flaxen hair covered half of her face, adding a touch of allure.
Such afternoons were especially conducive to drowsiness.
As Charles Mcintosh made his calls, she dozed off.
“Want to sleep? Go to my rest room.” Charles Mcintosh appeared behind her at some point.
Lilac Serval was startled, rubbing her eyes: “No, I’m fine.”
“What time did you get back to the apartment last night?”
“Just one or two o’clock.”
“Just one or two o’clock?” Charles Mcintosh’s expression darkened, “Can’t you keep to an early-to-bed, early-to-rise routine?”
“Annoying, so annoying,” Lilac Serval said irritably, “What else can you do when you’re young if you don’t go out? With long nights ahead, without wine or cigarettes, how can you sleep?”
“Take care of yourself properly from now on.”
Out of character, Charles Mcintosh didn’t argue with her or say anything, his expression calm and indifferent.
After speaking, he straightened up and walked towards his desk, his figure tall and forlorn.