"He doesn't like this, you should bring him matcha mille-feuille, he only eats it if it's sliced." Jasmine Yale picked up a knife and fork.
Kade Yuvan was taken aback for a moment.
Jasmine Yale's hand paused, suddenly realizing she had misspoken.
She often spoke without thinking, words just came out instinctively.
Jasmine quickly changed the subject, sliced the mille-feuille, and placed it in a paper bag: "Take it all with you, I can't eat this much by myself."
"You made so much, you must have gotten up early this morning?"
"I wasn't awake yet, but the baby was, even before dawn. I couldn't sleep anymore, so I got up and made some snacks."
"Do you live alone?"
"There's also a nanny."
No matter what Kade asked, Jasmine responded openly.
There wasn't much to hide, and she trusted Kade not to gossip unnecessarily.
Jasmine lowered her head and sliced a piece of blueberry toast: "Have some with me, do you have a meeting later?"
"Yes, a bidding meeting."
