CHAPTER 121

　　Viana

　　I didn't have insomnia. It was just that I slept less. Simple.

　　Currently, I was in the kitchen; I woke up at 6 AM. I gave the chef leave because I wanted to cook breakfast by myself. Cooking made me happy.

　　"Prepare my pancakes and send it to me," I heard the familiar feminine voice. "Oops... I thought the chef was here."

　　Allison approached me. She was wearing her yoga outfit. Her green eyes were contemplating her pale skin. I wonder, to whom did she get her curly brown hair? Vexon and Ruby, none of them had that type of hair. Her curls were rare and beautiful.

　　"When did you get home? Mom said you were on an urgent business tour." I arched an eyebrow.

　　Allison smiled and said, "I reached home at two in the morning. I was so tired, so I slept. Now I am all chirpy."

　　"I can make your pancakes. I was about to cook breakfast for everyone anyways," I mumbled and started taking out the ingredients.

　　"Where is the chef? Why are you taking the trouble?"