Chapter 172
The dining room was a standalone part of the Sinir family’s mansion.
This full–
on ss dining room allowed you to soak in the view outside. You could pop the windows open, and a
gentle breeze would waft in, carrying the scent of blooming flowers.
Having a meal in such an environment was a triple treat for your senses. Sight, smell, and sound.
Man! Rich people really lived the high life.
Thssa was taken aback.
The restaurant table wasden with deluxe king crab, big lobsters, sashimi, and all sorts of seafood tha
t were air freighted from abroad. The aroma was irresistible, making for a perfect cornbination of color,
aroma, and taste.
Thssa hadn’t even started eating yet, and her mouth was already watering.
She was a fan of seafood, but in Starhaven, seafood cost an arm and a legpared to regr food.
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She had to make ends meet for her four kids; she couldn’t afford to splurge on seafood. It had been fiv
e years since shest savored the taste of seafood.
At this moment, the table was chock full with seafood. The delicious taste hit her heartstrings, her saliv
a started to secrete uncontrobly, and her stomach betrayed her by growling.
Thssa embarrassingly covered her stomach.
Sybil chuckled warmly after hearing her stomach growl, “Go ahead, dig in. Don’t be shy, all of this was
specially prepared for you.”
Thssa gave an awkward smile and responded to Sybil, “Thank you, but, Sybil, how did you know tha
t I have a thing for seafood?”
She was sure it wasn’t Lysander who spilled the beans to Sybil, as he didn’t have a clue either.
A few days ago, neither she nor Lysander knew they were the ones from that night five years ago. Their
rtionship was strictly business. Boss and employee.
And also, he was a high and mighty CEO, and she was just an inconspicuous janitor. Why would a high
–profile CEO care about a janitor’s personal preferences?
Sybil, with a loving smile on her face, nced at Lysander, who was sitting next to her, and said, “I took
a wild guess, and I nailed it. Actually, I also have a soft spot for seafood, and Lysander is quite a seafo
od enthusiast as well. This shows you and Lysander have a lot inmon; you both share the same int
erests. You two are a match made in heaven.”
Thssa, a bit embarrassed, lowered her head and chuckled, “What a coincidence. It’s probably just a
coincidence.”
It really was a coincidence. She didn’t even know that Lysander had a taste for seafood.
Zephyr, who was sitting next to Sybil, kept silent, his face somber.
He peeled a lobster and silently put the meat in Sybil’s bowl. “Eat it while it’s hot, it won’t taste as good
when it’s cold.”
Meanwhile, Lysander also peeled a lobster and put the meat into Thssa’s bowl.
Thssa, who was feeling out of ce, suddenly found a piece of peeled lobster meat in her bowl.
It was peeled by Lysander.
She looked at him in surprise.
Lysander, with an unfazed expression, said in a low voice, “Eat it while it’s hot.”
He actually peeled a lobster for her.
Thssa felt a warm feeling of being cherished flowing through her heart.
Nobody had ever peeled a shrimp for her since she was a child.
Her mother, Evelyn, was carefree, and although she loved Thssa dearly, she never paid attention to
the small details in life. It was enough for her, as long as Thssa wasn’t starving or freezing.
As for warmth and quality of life, it was out of the question.
When Thssa was a kid, she would bite directly into the shrimp shell. When she grew up, she peeled
it herself. Even Evelyn never peeled a shrimp for her.
Suddenly, someone peeled a shrimp for her. She felt all sorts of emotions in that moment. She felt bitte
rsweet, touched, warm, and pleasantly surprised.
Thssa’s nose tingled a bit. She hastily put the lobster meat in her mouth and gave a thumbs–
up, “This is so damn good!”