53. Angry

Vivan arrived at six in the morning, carrying two paper bags in his right hand and Gerald's suit still hanging on a hanger, wrapped in clear plastic, in his left hand. He looked more like a laundry worker than Gerald's assistant.

"Your breakfast, Madam," he said to Ariana after Gerald took his suit and went into the bathroom with one of the large paper bags in his hand.

"Thank you," murmured Ariana. Vivan helped Ariana by raising the table next to the bed and arranging all the food he brought.

Warm white rice. Sautéed beef. Steamed broccoli, green beans, and carrots. Fresh fruits were arranged in front of her. He also opened a thermos containing warm green tea.

"Mrs. Rosaline prepared all of this specifically for you. She said she would come here after dropping Axel off at school," Vivan explained again. Ariana didn't respond to anything. The food in front of her was far more interesting than Vivan's words.

Ariana devoured all the food in front of her eagerly. She didn't intend t