If Ivy was still asleep, that meant she probably hadn’t eaten lunch either.Thinking about how much thinner her face had gotten lately, Lucas felt a pang of concern.He had always been a good cook, even back when he was still living with the Shaw family.He walked into the kitchen and told the cook, “I’ll make Ms. Quinn’s lunch today.”The cook stared at him in surprise.“Mr. York, are you sure?”Lucas rolled up his sleeves.“Yeah. I can cook. I’ll just need you to give me a hand.”The cook looked doubtful, but given who he was, she wasn’t about to argue.She stepped aside, ready to jump in if things went wrong.Lucas quickly decided what to make.He had the cook wash the vegetables while he focused on prepping everything else.As she worked, the cook kept sneaking glances at him.Then she saw the knife moving so quickly in his hand that it was almost a blur.Her eyes widened.Unable to resist, she picked up one of the potato slices he had cut.It was paper-thin and per
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