Helping hand

It was already 9 am. With a frown, pale face, and a growling appetite, Sam drove the car he borrowed from Noah straight to the nearby cafeteria from his house to grab a quick breakfast. Noah hasn't returned home for the past 3 days after he left for his cruise office party. However, one of his staff had informed him that something extremely important has come up to be taken care of and he won't be home for the next few days.

For the past few days, his housemaid has also been on an ailment leave. But it wasn't much stressful since Noah was the one making up for both of them. It was one of the perks of having a great culinarian as a cousin.

But since he was gone and despite being unable to prepare food for himself, all he was doing was thriving on instant noodles and he was quite sick of it after consuming it so continuously. It was boring and annoying as hell.