Chapter 18 James Anderson

• It was a bright and sunny Monday morning. I woke up early to prepare for work, did my morning routine, and since I am still in my parents’ house today, I decided to go jogging around the park nearby. I greeted the helpers, who were busy cleaning our home as I went to the kitchen to drink water when I saw one of our house helpers who was busy cooking.
• “Good morning, Martha. What did you cook for breakfast?” I smiled.
• “Good morning, Miss Ashley. Today’s breakfast is toasted bread, omelet, ham, hotdog, and fried rice.” I nodded. “Do you want something else to eat, Miss? So, I will cook it for you?” I shook my head.