CHAPTER SEVENTY-EIGHT

The following morning, Ashley got up pretty early

and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for Drake and herself.

“Good morning ma, you are not supposed to be here” The employee bowed a little.

"Good morning, I am aware, but it is okay, I just want to make food." She stirs her pancake batter with a whisk.

"In what way may I assist you?" The employee inquired in an effort to assist her.

"It is okay, I can handle this." She glanced back at the batter and smiled.

Ashley did not bulge after much convincing, so she chose to leave her alone.

After cooking for a while, she decided to set the dining room table, and a few minutes later, Drake came downstairs.

"Hi, good morning." He gave her a side hug.

“Good morning, did you sleep well?” Ashley smiled happily.

“You look very excited, you made this?” He pointed at the mouth-watering breakfast in front of him.

"Yes, I did. I decided to try something because I felt like I was losing my culinary talent since coming here," she squealed as she