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.
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—"
"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.
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