Vanessa looked up as he entered, then curiously asked. "Has she started cooking?"
"She’s just about to," Sylvester replied, sitting down beside her.
Vanessa smirked, setting the container aside. "Anabel will make a good maid," she said, and Sylvester frowned slightly. "Vanessa, don’t say that about her."
"Why not?" Vanessa shot back. "Am...