Chapter 1890

Vivian had just finished freshening up. She changed into the clothes Manfred had prepared for her. Since she wasn't good with accessories, she kept her hairstyle simple. Once she was ready, she noticed that breakfast had already been set up. Just like the previous night, the table was completely covered with dishes—steamed buns, freshly baked flatbreads, oatmeal, stir-fried vegetables, soup, and more. The variety was impressive, and everything looked, smelled, and likely tasted delicious. The moment she saw it all, her appetite came. Manfred entered the room and glanced meaningfully at the maids by the door, who promptly closed it behind him. "Why haven't you started eating?" Manfred asked. Vivian replied, "I was waiting for you. Eating alone isn't much fun." A faint smile appeared on Manfred's face. "I'm sorry for keeping you waiting. If these dishes get cold, they won't taste as good." "They're still steaming. The maids just brought them in a few minutes ago," Vivian said.