Chapter 429: I’m Not Nervous

Chapter 429: Chapter 429: I’m Not Nervous

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As they walked, Butler Howard said: “The Old Madam has been talking about it all day, wondering why you haven’t arrived yet. She didn’t want to call and rush you, afraid if you had something to do, it would delay you.”

Adrian Zhekova explained: “In the morning, Cindy was busy at home making the mooncakes to bring here, so we came after having lunch.”

Butler Howard immediately smiled: “Last time Mrs. Zhekova came and made a whole table of dishes, our family’s Aunt Evans still keeps talking about it.”

Last time Cindy came, she came in the identity of a Private Home-style Cuisine chef.

The Old Madam wanted to meet Cindy, but at that time, she didn’t know that Cindy and Adrian had a child.

But that time, Cindy prepared lunch for the old madams and still remembered to set aside a separate portion for Aunt Evans.

Later, Aunt Evans told Butler Howard about it and praised Cindy a lot.

As a result, Butler Howard became especially fond and grateful to Cindy.

He nodded and said: “Uncle Howard, since Cindy feels uncomfortable, please just call her by her name.”

“Alright,” Butler Howard agreed readily.

“Cherry Swift had a high evaluation of Cind... Miss Clarke, and Derek and Frank also like Morgan.” Butler Howard smiled, “With their approval, although the Old Master hasn’t met Cindy yet and hasn’t given in on the surface, he actually has accepted her in his heart. He has withdrawn his previous reserved attitude.”

“Knowing that you would come in the afternoon, the Old Master didn’t take a nap today. After having lunch, he came to the courtyard. At first, he said he was digesting. Then he said he was taking a walk. Anyway, he kept looking for various reasons to come out. He looked out several times and found many excuses.”

How could the Old Madam not know the Old Master’s real purpose?

So she didn’t bother to listen to his excuses.

It all went in one ear and out the other.

In the end, the Old Master’s excuses were just for himself to hear.

Although Cindy hadn’t met Old Mr. Zhekova yet, listening to Butler Howard’s descriptions, she already had an image of a lovely elderly person in her mind.

“How is it? Do you feel at ease now, not nervous anymore?” Adrian smiled at Cindy and Morgan.

“I was never nervous! I’m not nervous at all!” Morgan wouldn’t admit that she was just nervous.