Miley's POV.“Hey, it’s lunch time. I’m heading out for a date. I’ll be back after lunch,” Cara said, waving as she gathered her things.“What? I cooked for you and you’re not even eating here?” I asked in dismay.She grinned apologetically. “My friends invited me out last minute. Why don’t you just give your food to Uncle’s guest instead? Perfect timing. Bye, Miley, see you later!” And with that, she rushed toward the elevator.I let out a heavy sigh as she disappeared from view, my gaze drifting to the bag where I’d carefully packed the food I cooked. Even now, Sir Clifford and the woman were still chatting inside his office.Should I bring him the food, or wait until they’re finished? They were laughing together, their voices carrying faintly into the hallway, and the sound made my stomach twist. Catching up about their love story, perhaps? The thought made me sick.I was starving, but how could I eat before him? That would be improper. With a resigned breath, I pulled out the lunc
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