Chapter: 1910

The moment Dewey approached, he sensed a chilling stare from his boss.

He was taken aback, yet the icy look was fleeting, disappearing before he could even address it.

"Dewey." Rachel cleared her throat. "What seems to be the matter?"

"Miss Bennet, I've brought you some milk tea. It's still warm."

Rachel, taken aback, accepted the milk tea from him. Examining the package, she inquired, "Where did this come from? Did you make a trip down the mountain just for this?"