My Secret Billionaire Husband
Chapter 1811 - 1804: Perhaps She Has Some Special Charm

Chapter 1811: Chapter 1804: Perhaps She Has Some Special Charm

Coco Wadsley was brimming with dissatisfaction towards Joanna Lawrence.

The enemy of an enemy, naturally, would become their ally.

"I didn’t sleep well either," Annie Lawrence also admitted, her face worn out as if she had just woken up.

Indeed, she didn’t sleep well.

She had arrived late, so all the slightly better rooms were already occupied.

The left-over rooms were the worst of the lot.

Not only was the room Annie was staying in small, but it also lacked daylight. Even in broad daylight, it was pitch dark.

What drove Annie to full-scale despair was her room’s proximity to the toilet.

So, she would intermittently smell the stench arising from the toilet, combined with the smell of pig manure.

Not just that, her room was swarming with mosquitoes.

She had never thought about buying mosquito repellent, nor did she have a mosquito net on her bed. Last night, she heard the whining noise of mosquitoes flooding her ears all night long, driving her to near insanity.

The group lethargically walked into the main room and froze at the sight of the food laid out on the wooden table. They froze again at the sight of the spirited and ruddy face of Joanna Lawrence.

Contrary to their haggard and listless appearances, Joanna Lawrence seemed quite perky; she appeared to have enjoyed a good night’s sleep.

Unlike them, exhausted from insomnia.

"Good morning, Faye," greeted the people in the room as Faye Lister walked in.

Faye grinned, "Good morning."

"Is this... is this the breakfast prepared for us?" Faye asked surprisingly, catching sight of the food on the table.

"Mm-hmm," nodded Porter Rushbrook, "Joanna woke up early to prepare these."

"Joanna made these?" Faye, startled, revealed a surprised look on her face.

"Yes, Faye," Quin Simpson couldn’t help but sing Joanna’s praises. "While we were still asleep, Joanna was already cooking for us. Otherwise, we would have woken up starving."

Faye glanced at the few dishes presented on the table.

Although they were simple fare, they seemed quite appetizing.

She had been wondering about sorting out the morning meal, and voila, someone had already taken care of it.

"Faye, come sit down and eat," Joanna Lawrence invited. "These are some light dishes, I hope you don’t mind. I wanted to fry some meat dishes, but couldn’t find the ingredients, so I ended up making some vegetarian dishes."

"It’s already fantastic," Faye admired. "Also, it’s better to eat light in the morning. The dishes you’ve prepared look appetizing."

"As long as you guys don’t find it distasteful."

Sophie and Annie stood at the entrance, watching everyone in the room lavish praise on Joanna, and couldn’t help but wear a disagreeable expression.

"She cooked the food? Hmph, I’m not eating the food she cooked."

"Sophie, let’s go."

Annie couldn’t help but feel envious and sour upon hearing Faye and others’ praise for Joanna, "Faye and the others are being too extravagant. These are just some basic dishes, who can’t cook them? Do they need to idolize her so much?"

"Yes, indeed," Coco Wadsley was also bitter. "I really don’t know why Faye and the others are so chummy with her. It’s as if she has bought them out. It’s okay for Porter Rushbrook to back her up, but now Quin Simpson is adding to it. I have a feeling Paul Wood also likes her."

"Heh," Annie snickered, "She has always been like this, having great rapport with men. There must be a special charm about her, something we can only envy and not possess."