Chapter 1109: Carlos Charlie's Gift~ (2)

"Ding-dong!"

The doorbell rang just as Freya Morrison was scouring her apartment for anything to eat, ravenous with hunger.

Opening the fridge, she found only a box of expired milk—not a single loaf of bread to be seen—and the kitchen was so clean that it seemed doubtful anyone had ever cooked there.

Freya collapsed onto the sofa, unsure if food delivery services could even find this place, let alone what it was called.

As she was pondering this, she heard the doorbell again and was momentarily startled. She slipped behind the door and peeked through the peephole, "Who is it?"

"Delivery."

Freya quickly opened the door.

The fragrant smell of food hit her nostrils and her stomach growled loudly, her eyes widening in surprise, "But, I didn't order any food!"

The delivery guy paused, "You are Miss Freya Morrison, right?"

Freya nodded.

The delivery guy handed her the several packaged meal boxes, "Then this is yours!"

Without waiting for a response, he hurriedly left.