Chapter One-Hundred

"Come in," Henry called without asking who was at the door.

Natasha cleared her throat and sat properly. Henry didn't bother to know who was at the door because he was just coming from the kitchen, and he already knew who it was.

When he went to get Natasha's drink, he scolded the maids to hurry with the food. They were already done, so he asked the maid to be behind him.

The door opened lightly, and the maid stepped in. Henry noticed that she had become empty-handed. He tried to peep behind her. There was no one carrying the food and walking behind her.

"What do you want?" He asked.

One would think she had interrupted something. The way he sounded.

"Should I set the dining or bring the food here?" She asked.

Henry didn't think about that earlier. He turned to face Natasha.

"Should we go downstairs to eat or have them bring it here?" He asked her.

"Uhm_" she clicked her tongue. "Let's have it here."

Henry turned to the maid who was still standing there and waiting to get the