His Eagle Eyes on Me

Ivy returned to Lucas's apartment and found the door open.

Entering the apartment, she saw Lucas sitting in the dining room, playing a game. The sight of him sitting there reminded her of how things used to be three years ago.

At that time, she was still Lucas' servant, and they would see each other every day. Although they were not particularly close, they could share anything with each other.

Rather than disturbing Lucas, Ivy quietly went to his room, changed the bedding for him, and swiftly tidied up the room. By the time she was done, Ivy's stomach was growling with hunger, and she wondered if Lucas had left any food from lunch for her.

Approaching Lucas, she noticed there was still plenty of food on the table. It looked like Lucas had hardly touched the food.

Surprised, Ivy asked, "Mr. Woods, why haven't you eaten? Are you upset that I went into your room, so you don't want to eat the food I cooked?"

Lucas, still focused on his game, did not bother to look up. "You made so many dishes that I was sure they weren't meant for just me, so I left some for you."

Ivy scooped some pasta onto her plate with a blush. "Mr. Woods, you're so thoughtful for leaving me so much food! How did you know I hadn't eaten?"

Lucas finished his game and placed his phone down. "Are you sure you want to discuss such childish matters?"

Lucas left Ivy's portion untouched because it was clear that Ivy had prepared enough food for the both of them.

"That's not childish at all! This is a compliment! Don't you want to know where I went?" Ivy sat across from him and began to eat. "Mr. Woods, where are your dishes? I didn't see them in the sink. Did you wash them yourself?"

"Can't I wash my own dishes?" he asked.

"No! You could have just left them

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the sink, and I could wash the hores

Why bother doing such trivial chores yourself?" Ivy said with a bright

smile.

Lucas raised an eyebrow, confused as he had never met a young girl like Ivy before. "Do you enjoy doing house chores?"

Ivy shook her head after taking a bite of food. "Not entirely. When there's something important to do, I prefer to focus on that. But when there's nothing urgent, I do enjoy doing some housework. It's a way refax."

Lucas could tell from her enthusiasm for household chores that she probably never did any at home.

Knowing that she was going to leave soon, he did not know what to say, so he stood up and asked, "Is the bedroom ready?" "Yeah," Ivy said. "I changed the bedding. I will put them into the washing machine later after lunch. You can go ahead and nap!"

He walked toward the bedroom, before remembering the question she asked earlier. "What did you do after you were done cooking?" She was taken aback for a moment. "I... I ran into your second eldest brother and had a brief conversation with him."

"You know Sam Woods?" Stunned, Lucas asked, "Are you close to him?"

Ivy noticed the way Lucas clenched his fists and knew that he was about to throw a fit if she was not quick with her explanation. "No! We aren't close just had something to ask him and went to see him," she explained. "He had lied to Irene once."

Lucas walked toward her, staring intently at her. "What did he lie to Irene about? How do you even know these things?"