Don't You Want To Know Who That Woman Is?

Zena smiled, raised the lunch box in her hand and said, "I'm here to deliver you lunch." James glanced at her and then looked at the lunch box in her hand. He was not only unhappy but also frowned and felt a little annoyed.   That night, although she was drunk, he was not. He heard everything and remembered everything. Moreover, since she knew that Xavier liked... Why didn't she deliver lunch to Xavier and please him? Why did she come here to find him? Zena naturally saw his expression. The expression in her eyes changed as she suppressed the bitterness in her heart. She pretended that she didn't see anything and said with a smile, "It's your favorite food." James lowered his eyes, glanced at the watch on his wrist and then raised his head, "Did you deliver lunch to Xavier?" Zena was stunned for a moment and quickly said, "He will eat with the staff in the gallery today." Hearing this, James slightly raised his eyebrows, "So, you cooked this for me especially?" His tone was somewhat mo