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Chapter 363 Zachary stayed in his room for a while until Serenity came knocking on his door. “Mr. York, Mrs. Lane
says that breakfast is ready.”
Serenity stood in front of his room door, knocking on the door while shouting for him.
However, she silently thought, ‘He‘s been in there for a while. Is he not done changing?
‘He‘s usually swift and decisive, rarely dilly–dallying.
‘Oh, except when he wants to send flowers. He‘s not swift and decisive when it comes to that.’
Zachary opened the door.
His shirt was on, but it was still unbuttoned. As soon as he opened the door, Serenity saw his slightly exposed pecs.
She was stunned, then said, “It‘s time for breakfast, Mr. York.”
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Zachary paid attention to Serenity‘s expression. When he saw that she only froze slightly, he walked away after she
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He closed the room door again and looked down at his unbuttoned shirt. Did he not expose enough?
His wife was not drooling yet.
Wait.
He seemed to be playing tricks and seducing his wife.
More importantly, he failed to seduce her.
Zachary felt that he must have been possessed for the past two days to act like this. When he was at the office
later, he would ask Josh if the latter could recommend any powerful mediums to him and get rid of the spirit.
A certain Mr. York, who had been dilly–dallying and waiting for his wife to knock on the door, moved much faster
after his wife came knocking. In less than two minutes, he came out of his territory.
Serenity saw that he was only wearing a shirt and suit pants. He had not put on his suit jacket, and his tie was not
worn either.
She sighed again in her heart. ‘What‘s wrong with Mr. York? It took him so long to change his clothes, but he didn‘t
even put on his tie yet.‘
“Mr. York and Ms. Hunt, try my cooking.”
Mrs. Lane brought out the breakfast she prepared and placed them on the dining table before calling for the young
couple.
Since there were i nly two of them living in the small home, the house was neat and tidy with only a small amount
of chores to do. With Mrs. Lane around, Serenity had nothing else to do, so she strolled over upon being called.
“Only two portions? Where‘s yours, Mrs. Lane?”
“I‘ll eat in the kitchen later.”
Mrs. Lane and her fellow colleagues usually set up a separate table for themselves and ate together.
Zachary bore a stoic face constantly and was intimidating. Whether it was in his private villa or in the old residence
with the other nannies and helpers, no one had the courage to eat at the same table with him.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Come and eat with us, Mrs. Lane.”
Serenity did not care much about social class. They all worked for a living, so she did not have a sense of hierarchy.
In the eyes of the York family, Serenity was the missus of the family. This title was honored beyond comparison in
Wiltspoon.
Unfortunately, Serenity was not aware that she had such a prestigious status.
Serenity even went into the kitchen to help Mrs. Lane bring out her breakfast.
Mrs. Lane looked at Zachary. Zachary said gently, “Mrs. Lane, if Ms. Hunt says to eat together, then let‘s eat
together. We’re very easy to get along with. Just think of this place as your own home.” Mrs. Lane was shocked. It
turned out that Mr. Zachary could actually speak so gently and pleasantly. “All right.”
After being glared at by Zachary, Mrs. Late snapped back to her senses and quickly went into the kitchen. She took
her breakfast from Serenity and said with a smile, “I‘ll do it, Ms. Hunt.”
There was an additional person at the table. Serenity ate with gusto as usual, praising Mrs. Lane‘s cooking skills as
she ate.
Zachary was as elegant as usual.
Mrs. Lane, on the other hand, was quite uncomfortable, and glanced at Zachary from time to time. Fortunately,
Serenity was so focused on eating that she did not notice Mrs. Lane‘s strange behavior.