Chapter 163

He had no clue the cafeteria's hygiene could be this awful. Someone's clearly playing dirty here. But he's swamped every day—of course stuff like this never made it to his desk. It's always the lower-level people handling it. ... "Nicholas, heading home?" Paul asked from the front seat. It was rare to get off work a bit early today. "To Aurelius Manor," Nicholas glanced at the cake in his hand. He'd gone out of his way to have it custom-made for Clara. "Got it," Paul replied. Looks like whenever he's free, he's running straight to Aurelius Manor. Once they arrived, Ronald was already there to open the gate. "Mr. Evans, long time no see," Ronald greeted enthusiastically. "Yeah, it's been a while, Ronald." "I took some time off recently—had family stuff to take care of." "Oh, I see. Is everything going well around here?" Nicholas asked with concern. "Pretty much, just that Miss Clara kicked Rachel out. That Rachel—she stole Miss Clara's clothes, even took Mrs. Howard's jewelry. Treated t