Daddy! Come Home for Dinner!

“Although he has a good reputation and has never been involved in any scandals, people say he’s a very clean-living person. But rumors are rumors, who knows what he’s really like.” Peggy Lewis reminded, “Anyway, be careful and don’t let yourself be taken advantage of.”

Listening to her worried words, Cindy Clarke’s heart felt warm: “I know.”

Cindy Clarke felt fortunate for three things in her life now.

Having such a lovely child like Morgan Clarke.

Her hobby becoming her work.

And having a best friend like Peggy Lewis.

“By the way, I didn’t get a chance to ask you earlier. Are you not afraid of being exposed when you entered the Cooking Competition?” Peggy Lewis had never worried about Cindy failing to advance.

If Cindy could not advance, the level of competitors in the Cooking Competition would be too high.

“Well, I met Adrian Zhekova today, didn’t I? He… he promised me that I could wear a mask and not use my real name in the competition.” Cindy said, steeling herself.

Peggy Lewis: “…”

She would swear now that Adrian Zhekova definitely has something up his

“He’s so agreeable and enthusiastic for no reason, either crafty or dishonest.” Peggy Lewis concluded.

Even if Adrian Zhekova wasn’t related to Morgan Clarke, he must have been interested in Cindy!

Why hadn’t she thought of that before?

After all, it’s not surprising that Adrian Zhekova would be interested in someone as beautiful as Cindy!

Peggy Lewis just wanted to ask, but now that she knew, she decided not to say anything.

She went back to Facebook to defend Cindy once more.

It was getting late, and Cindy urged Morgan to go to bed.

They had taken the day off today, but they would still have to go to the nursery tomorrow.

Cindy believed that after today’s incident, the headmaster and Teacher Linda would no longer dare to neglect Morgan.

So Cindy sent him there with peace of mind.

After tucking Morgan into bed, Cindy went to wash up and returned to her bedroom.

At this time, her mobile phone’s Whatsapp notifications sounded.

Cindy picked up her phone, sat down on the bed, and saw that someone was trying to add her as a friend.

Looking at the application, she was astonished to see that it was Adrian Zhekova.

And the method of adding her was through her mobile phone number.

When did Adrian Zhekova get her number?

Cindy hurriedly accepted the request and greeted him: “Mr. Zhekova.”

Unexpectedly, Adrian Zhekova explained: “Yesterday, Morgan used my phone to call you, so I have your number in my call history.”

That made sense.

Then Adrian Zhekova continued: ‘You should have my number in your phone too, remember to save it.”

“Oh, alright.” Cindy hadn’t really thought of that.

So she hurriedly checked her call history.

According to yesterday’s call time, she found a number and copied it to Adrian

Zhekova: “Is this one?”

“Yes.” Adrian Zhekova replied.

Cindy quickly saved the number.

Just as she was about to write down the contact’s name, she heard Adrian

Zhekova ask: “How did you save my name in your contacts?”

Because Adrian Zhekova had been voice chatting with her, Cindy felt embarrassed to type.

Unless the environment didn’t allow for it, she would try to choose the same communication method as the other party to show respect.

Cindy put down the input for now and told Adrian Zhekova: “Just… Mr. Zhekova?”

Adrian Zhekova frowned, his voice deep: “Are we that distant?” Through the phone, Cindy could hear his dissatisfaction.

Cindy was puzzled for a moment. Were they that close?

“I’ve been to your house for dinner, cooked by you personally..” Adrian Zhekova said, “Would you let just anyone come to your house for a meal you’ve prepared?”