Chapter 9 An Important Guest


    "Morning...Morning, Mr. Scott."


    Abby greeted her in a stuttering voice. She was so nervous that she almost bit her tongue.


    "Why did you get up so early?"


    Wiping the sweat off his face, Richard walked to the kitchen and poured himself a ss of water before


    walking out.


    Abby quickly replied, "When I was in the orphanage, I would cook breakfast for the director and my


    friends every morning. I''ve got used to it."


    "Oh?"


    Hearing this, Richard raised his eyebrows slightly. He was slightly surprised, "You mean, you know how


    to make breakfast?"


    "Yes."


    Abby nodded. Richard put down the cup and said to her, "In that case, you make breakfast now and I


    go upstairs to take a shower and change my clothes. I''lle downstairs for breakfast in half an hour."


    "Wait..."


    Seeing that he was ready to go upstairs, Abby hurriedly stopped him. "Mr. Scott, are you sure you want


    to eat the breakfast I make?"


    "Is there a problem?" He looked up and asked tly.


    Abby said nervously, "My cooking... is not as good as your chef''s. Are you sure you want to eat?"


    She would not be able to bear the responsibility if he, who was so delicate, became unwell after eating


    the food she made!


    "Just do it. As a maid, you only need to listen to me and follow my instructions unless you are at


    school. Don''t ask too many questions."


    Richard tore his gaze from Abby and went upstairs without looking back.


    Abby stood there with her eyes wide open. "Since you''ve said so, it''s none of my business if something


    happens."


    Entering the kitchen, Abby went to the refrigerator to confirm the ingredients.


    There was a full cab of food of all kinds. Abby picked a few and began to cook.


    About half an hourter, several hot dishes were served on the table. Richard had just got himself


    changed and went downstairs.


    He walked to the table, looked at the porridge and a few dishes, but did notment.


    "Ahem, I can only cook some simple food. I don''t know if it suits your appetite."


    As for Richard''s taste, Abby did not have much confidence in her cooking.


    After all, a big shot like him usually ate delicacies. How could he get used to such rough food?


    Just as she was thinking, Richard pulled out a chair and picked up his chopsticks. He picked up a dish


    and put it into his mouth.


    Abby watched his reaction carefully.


    Richard chewed, with little expression. He then took a sip of the porridge.


    "How... how is it?"


    Abby asked in a low voice, feeling especially uneasy.


    Richard said nothing and continued to eat quietly until he finished a bowl of porridge. He wiped his


    mouth elegantly, looked up and said to her, "From now on, don''t go into the kitchen if you have nothing


    to do. You''re not a cook but a taste killer."


    Hearing that, Abby almost fell.


    "You''re the one who asked me to make the breakfast, and you''re the one who wants to eat. Did I force


    you?


    "Even if it really doesn''t taste good, at least you should say in a more tactful way."


    Although Abby wasining inwardly, she didn''t dare say it out loud.


    "I''m out. Remember to give me your ss scheduleter."


    Standing up from his chair, Richard picked up his coat and walked out of the door.


    Abby followed closely behind like a maid and said, "Yes, Mr. Scott. See you."


    After Richard left, Abby went upstairs to get her ready for school.


    She was now living too far away from the school. It would take her nearly an hour by bus during the


    morning peak, cover a dozen stops to get to school.


    Abby''s school was regarded as one of the best art academies in Great City.


    Her major was photography, minoring in AD design. She had been at the top of the list all year round,


    and got schrships every year.


    In short, she was a big shot at school.


    When Abby arrived at school in a hurry, it was already half past eight. As soon as she entered the


    ssroom, she saw Sophia, her seatmate and best friend, sprinting toward her, shouting, "Abby, why


    sote?! I''ll kill you!"


    "What happened?"


    Abby was startled. She hurriedly blocked her with both hands and asked warily.


    "What happened? Today is the school anniversary! Oh, dear! Have you forgotten our task which was


    given by the student union?"


    Sophia said angrily.


    After hearing her reminder, Abby patted her forehead and eximed, "Oh no, I forgot it."


    Today was the anniversary of the school''s establishment. In order to hold the school celebration more


    solemnly, many distinguished guests were invited. The task of the photography department was to take


    pictures during the whole process.


    "What should we do now? Are the guests present? Is it toote for us to go there now?"


    "Aha, what did you do earlier?"


    Seeing Abby was anxious, Sophia said angrily.


    However, despite ming her, she still stuffed a small camera into Abby''s hand and exined, "I''ve


    already arranged for other students to go to the school gate for you. Now go to the auditorium with me,


    we''ll take charge of the shooting inside."


    "Sophia, thank you. You''re the best to me."


    Abby pretended to be moved and said to Sophia, almost kissing her.


    Sophia said in disgust, "Come on. Let’s go. The guests here today are all rich people in Great City. Not


    only will they donate money to the school on the spot, but they will also sponsor some excellent clubs


    and students. In order to get sponsorship, the student union has put in a lot of effort. We must perform


    well, or we will die miserably."


    "Don''t worry, I promise I will do it well."


    Abby patted her chest and promised.


    About 15 minutester, Abby and Sophia reached the auditorium together.


    Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!


    The auditorium, which could amodate nearly a thousand people, was already overcrowded.


    "There are so many people. How can we get through the crowd?"


    Staring at the crowd, Abby was anxious.


    "Nonsense, push the way. Let''s go, guests have already entered."


    Sophia dragged her into the crowd without saying a word.


    The corridor was crowded with people. Abby and Sophia struggled through the crowd and finally


    pushed their way to the entrance of the VIP passageway. With their messy fair and twisted clothes,


    they looked as if being robbed and found their camera hanging upon their chest was on back now.


    "Ahem, it''s so terrible. I was almost strangled to death."


    After taking the camera back to the front, Abby patted her chest and kept coughing.


    Sophia hurriedly patted her on the back and said, "What can I do? There is a big-shot among the


    guests today, and many people areing for him. Do you see... the dance club over there, and that


    way, the astronomical club, the literary club, the calligraphy association and painting association... they


    all want to ask for sponsorship."