Chapter 93 Ms Graham

While Stanley was with the children, Braylee went back to the kitchen to bring out the food. The two children went for a shower after finishing their dinner while Braylee and Stanley washed dishes in the kitchen. Stanley looked at the thermal food jar beside the sink. "Is this..." Braylee passed him a clean bowl. "Mushroom soup. I made it for Mr. Cara." "For Cara?" Stanley took a slight pause from drying the dishes. Behind his glasses, his eyes gave off an inconspicuous glint. Without noticing it, Braylee passed another bowl to him. "That's right." The warm smile on Stanley's face faded. "I heard that Mr. Cara has been injured. Do you care about him this much to make soup for him?" Braylee's hands slipped and nearly smashed the bowl she was holding. She lowered her gaze and replied guiltily, "Who said I care about him? I did this for a reason." Stanley knew she didn't mea