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In My Desperate Time novel Chapter 173

"Old Mr. Louis, are you asleep?"

I knock on his door at nine o'clock in the evening,

"Not yet. What's the matter?"

I hear his loud voice, and then the door opens from the inside.

"I just want to ask if you are in the mood for some night snack. I can cook some noodles or dumplings for you." I smile kindly at him, trying not to make myself look different than usual.

The old man shakes his head and says, "I don't like those food. You can make hot and sour noodles for me. Make sure the taste isn’t too blend."

I don’t expect him to be someone who likes spicy food. But making a bowl of hot and sour noodles doesn’t beat me.

"Okay. Wait for a second. It'll be ready soon."

I nod and leave the room immediately.

This is one step closer to please Mr. Louis.

Twenty minutes later, I bring the noodles upstairs and knock on the door again.

But nothing happens after knocking for a long time.

Mr. Louis falls asleep in such a short time?

Now that is embarrassing.

I try not to eat anything at night to lose weight. And I don’t want to eat anything too spicy to upset my stomach.

But throwing it away would be a waste.

Just then, I see that the door of Frances’ room is still open, so I knock on the door and walk in.

The lamp in the study is on, and I walk in with the noodles in my hand.

Frances sits at the desk and has his back to me. He seems to be fascinated by something he is reading. He is so intrigued that he can’t even hear the knock on the door, let alone not noticing me coming in his room.

"Are you hungry, Frances?"

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