Chapter 85

I glanced at the breakfast spread on the table. There were breakfast sandwiches, scrambled eggs, pancakes with syrup, oatmeal, and biscuits. It wasn't just a lot. It was an overwhelming amount. I asked him, "Have you eaten?" As usual, he didn't even look up. "Yes." Gulping, I silently grabbed two food bags. I packed a sandwich and two biscuits, but there was still a lot left on the table. I couldn't help but say, "You really don't need to make so much breakfast. It's wasteful and a hassle. You're the only one eating, and you could just order takeout, pick something up on the way to the office, or have your secretary buy it for you. Look at all this food—it's a waste of both time and ingredients." Finally, Zane looked up at me. He squinted slowly, his cold eyes as sharp as knives. I instantly pursed my lips, too afraid to say more. He slowly smiled and said, "So, are you going to eat it or not? If you don't want it, just throw it all away!" "Y-Yes, I'll eat it…" I quickly hid th