Chapter 44 The Forest Lion That Can Fight Back

• The grand marble nero marquina dining table was now laden with several plates of food. In the background, at the pantry counter, Charles was still busy preparing special drinks for their breakfast.
• Cecilia sat primly in her chair, visibly eager to try all of Charles’s dishes. “I can’t believe an annoying jerk like you has decent cooking skills,” she teased.
• Charles let out a low snort, flashing a crooked smile. “You’ve made two mistakes in our first conversation this morning.” He turned around with two glasses of finished drinks. The first was fresh peach juice mixed with sparkling water for Cecilia. The second was a screwdriver, his favorite.