She seemed to have just taken a shower, her fair cheeks flushed with pink. Her long, dark hair was damp and draped over her back, and she still looked quite dazed, probably not having slept enough.
Gavin Graves said with amusement, "Why did you come downstairs? Were you too hungry to wait?"
Cherry sat beside him, letting out a soft hum through her nose, "Do you think I don't know? You definitely want to sneak off to the company while I'm sleeping!"
Gavin was helpless with his laughter; he went to the company openly, how did it become sneaking off?
"By the time you wake up, I'll almost be back," Gavin said. "If you're bored, you can watch some animations or study English at home."
"No way." Cherry insisted, "I want to go to the company. Wherever you go, I go."
There was no appeasing her.
Gavin had no choice but to let her have lunch first; maybe if she was happy after eating, she'd forget about the company?
