The moment Flora opened the door, she was instantly overjoyed at the sight of the boss.
“I will bring you lunch, young master,” she continued to beam at him, just about ready to do his bidding.
Rose could see the adoration in her eyes, and wondered if the elderly woman still saw in him the little boy who had lost his mother.
“Nah,” he declined at once. “I thought I would join my two favorite women for lunch today,” he let out in a teasing manner.
Flora was elated, and it showed in her big radiant smile, and the way she kept nodding at him. “Sure. Sure.”
Rose, on the other hand, was beyond conflicted. She hoped the mafia boss didn’t mean anything with his words. She couldn’t possibly fall for her patient. It was wrong, not to mention unethical. There would be no turning back if s
