Chapter 121

Second floor, executive dining area. Only upper management dines here, and the place screams class—easily beats most five-star hotels. Madeleine walked in looking like she'd stumbled into another world. Compared to the bustling west wing cafeteria, this place was whisper-level quiet and way too fancy. "Are these... like, all free to take?" she asked, eyeing the fruit and snacks. Carl chuckled. "Yep, help yourself." Guess her skills had left an impression—Carl's attitude toward her had clearly shifted without him even noticing. Madeleine's face lit up as she took in the neatly sliced fruits behind the cooling glass. She looked genuinely happy. Maybe she hadn't realized it yet, but her stress had eased a lot lately. "This fruit costs a fortune," she mumbled under her breath as she reached for some. Carl caught her muttering and gave her a look. "You need to eat more. Honestly, the whole 'pale skinny girl' thing? That's just messed-up beauty standards. Real guys like curves. You, on the o