ressing room, she gazed at her reflection in the mirror, carefully made up by a makeup artist. Her large upward-swept phoenix eyes, long eyelashes, straight and prominent nose, and small

. Seeing Elias Anderson not coming back, she inquired from the servants in the villa and chose a guest room on the first floor to sleep.Half-asleep, she seemed to hear someone outside and swiftly got up to quietly open the door.In the living room, a man and a woman were embracing each other. The woman seemed to be more proactive, kissing the man's neck and sliding towards his mouth. But the man dodged away.Lucy recognized them. The man was her husband in name, Elias, and the woman was a rising star named Lori Kane.Lucy wanted to retreat to her room and leave the living room to them; she had no interest in watching their intimate behavior.Hearing some noises, Elias, who was somewhat annoyed by Lori's kisses, turned his head to see a woman standing at the guest room door in a straight-pajama. He suddenly realised, this woman must be the wife his mother had forced upon him. He had to admit, this woman, Lucy, was more beautiful than he had imagined, but her eyes were devoid of lustre, giving off a cold and distant impression.He scoffed, then blew air into Lori's ear. Lori giggled and-with a triumphant-looked at Lucy.Elias turned Lori's face, "Why are you looking at her? Better serve me well."Lori smiled, standing on tiptoe, intending to kiss Elias' lips, but recalling the rumor and his earlier dodge, she aimed her kiss towards his neck instead.Lucy was about to retreat back into her room when Elias' voice suddenly rang out, "Did I say you could leave?"Lucy halted."I'm a little hungry, go make me some food," Elias said.Even though Elias wasn't looking at her, Lucy knew he was talking to her.She walked to the kitchen, concentrating on cooking.A few minutes later, Lucy came out with two bowls of noodles and placed them on the dining table, "There was nothing in the fridge, so I made some noodles."Elias was taken aback. He hadn't expected that the Miss Carter of the Carter family really knew how to cook. He pushed Lori aside, walked over to the dining table, and observed the noodles that Miss Carter served. The presentation of the noodles was appealing, with a poached egg on top, whetting his appetite instantly.He was so