Chapter 1122

As Joanna had hurt Zion, she shouldn't have been surprised if Maeve's methods turned ruthless. "What are you doing sneaking around in the kitchen?" Liam's voice slithered into Maeve's ears from behind her. She was startled and turned to find him standing there. "Mr. Larson, do you always enjoy lurking behind people like this?" she replied. "I just came to find something to eat. I didn't know you were here on the phone," Liam said as he stepped into the kitchen. He pushed past Maeve to grab a package of cheese stick from the fridge. Maeve frowned at the sight of the cheese stick in his hands. "Doesn't your house have a chef?" "Look at the time! The chef went home ages ago." Liam regarded her as if she were a fool. Just as he was about to open the package, his gaze fell on a steaming white pot on the counter with a fragrant aroma wafting through the air. "What's this?" "What does it look like? I made soup for Zion." "Doesn't my place have a chef? Why are you making soup yourse