Chapter 401

At 10:00 am, a steady knock sounded on the master bedroom door. Once it stopped, Mikaela's cheerful voice followed. "Mr. Palmer, it's getting late. You should get up and have breakfast. Mr. Roffe and the stylists are waiting for you in the hall." "Got it," I replied gently, as I lazily rose and leaned against the headboard. Despite only getting about five hours of sleep, I felt energized. After getting out of bed, I freshened up and got changed. Then, I headed downstairs. When Mikaela saw me, she eagerly said, "Mr. Palmer, since you've just moved in, I'm not familiar with your eating preferences yet. So, I've prepared a variety for breakfast. There are cereal, soy milk, pancakes, and sandwiches. What would you like?" "Thank you, Mikaela, but I'll handle it myself," I said, walking past her toward the kitchen. Mikaela had come from the Holmes residence and had watched Sophia grow up. Over the past two years, she had pitied Sophia, seeing how her demeanor had grown increasingly glo