After leaving Damien outside their mansion, Andy decided to retreat to her bed. It was nearly lunchtime, and she never felt a single hunger in her body.
Closing her eyes, she tried to sleep it off. After endless tossing and turning later, Andy then decided to cook food for her lunch. They had a helper at home, but she preferred to cook her own meal.
She was stirring the soup she was cooking when her phone rang loudly. Checking it, it was a call from Mickey.
“Hey, love,” Andy answered as she lowered the heat before sitting at the breakfast counter.
“Hey, sissy. How is it going?” Mickey answered back.
He and his dad just finished the meeting with the future investors of the company. He was now resting in his own hotel room.
“Great, just cooking my lunch.
