Chapter 207
Chapter 207
Autumn finally snapped out of it, quickly fastening her seatbelt.
After thinking for a moment, she suggested, “Then tomorrow I’ll go to the market, buy more ingredients, and cook a whole table of dishes. You can come over to my place for dinner!
“I can’t say much else, but my cooking is really good. If you don’t believe me, you can try it yourself p>
As soon as she mentioned food, something occurred to her, and she turned to ask Keith, “By the way, what do you like to eat? Do you have any dislikes or restrictions? I’ll make a note, so I won’t buy the wrong things tomorrow p>
Julian had always had such a peculiar taste-many things he refused to eat, and some he couldn’t eat at all.
His palate was extremely picky.
It wasn’t just Julian-Sienna was just as finicky.
The meals the housekeeper prepared rarely satisfied her, so she often came over to freeload.
Now without her cooking, Autumn wondered what Sienna usually ate or drank.
That spoiled princess was difficult to serve, to the point where even her own mother and brother sometimes couldn’t tolerate her.
But it was thanks to their pickiness that Autumn had honed her cooking skills over the years.
Hearing Autumn’s words, Keith’s lips curved into a slight smile before he replied that aside from not eating cilantro, he could eat anything.
He had never been picky.
Autumn was surprised. What? That was it? Keith was actually easy to please?
She had thought someone like Keith, born with a silver spoon, would be particular about food.
Julian and Sienna were indeed extremely picky, but Keith wasn’t at all.
It was unbelievable.
Before long, they arrived home. When the elevator doors opened, Autumn walked ahead, keys in hand, ready to unlock her door.
Suddenly, Keith said to her, “Autumn, tomorrow morning when you go to the market, remember to call me p>
Her hand froze on the lock, momentarily stunned. Did he mean he wanted to go grocery shopping with her?
The dignified Sinclair heir going with her to the market-didn’t he think that was beneath him?
While she was still dazed, Keith walked to his own door, pulled out his keys, and opened it.
Before closing it, he said again, “It’s late. Go rest well. Don’t forget to call me tomorrow p>
After saying that, Keith closed the door.
Autumn quickly unlocked her own and went inside. She grabbed some clothes and headed to the bathroom for a shower, still replaying Keith’s words in her mind.
The untouchable Sinclair heir actually wanted to go with her to the chaotic market-she really couldn’t figure it out.
Even when she lay down in bed, Autumn still couldn’t understand why Keith would do such a thing.
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She rolled over.
Forget it, if she couldn’t figure it out, then she wouldn’t think about it. It was almost midnight anyway.
Better to sleep now, or she wouldn’t be able to get up in the morning.
She set her alarm for six, then fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.
Her sleep was dreamless.
The next morning, as soon as the alarm went off, Autumn threw back the blanket and got out of bed. She quickly got herself ready, then walked to Keith’s door and knocked.
After a while, there was no response, so she knocked again.
When there was still nothing after several tries, she pressed her lips together, pulled out her phone, and called him.
No answer. He was sleeping that soundly? They had agreed to go shopping together, hadn’t they?
And now, at the time they had set, he still hadn’t gotten up?
Autumn felt a little disheartened. Fine, she would just go by herself. She turned to leave, but behind her came the sound of a door opening.
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