Aldana Candi watched him impassively.
She couldn't help but be wary of Philip Shaw.
She didn't know if he really had amnesia, or if he was faking it. But if he was faking, what was the purpose of pretending? Yet if it was true...
Aldana Candi lowered her eyes, and a trace of irritation appeared on her beautiful face. She withdrew her gaze and spoke coldly to Philip Shaw: "Dry the dishes and drain the water from the pot. You'll be cooking lunch and dinner today."
She felt no guilt about imposing on the recently awakened fool. After saying this, she picked up her cane and laboriously supported herself as she walked out.
After taking a few steps, a pair of strong arms suddenly reached out from behind. One wrapped around her waist and the other around her legs, lifting her horizontally off the ground.
