Nanny For Young Master's
Genius 21 - Taste food

"Breakfast?" Nanny rounded her eyes as soon as she found a food trolley carried by a maid and male servant.

"We brought breakfast to the young master" the maid said, smiling kindly.

"What do you mean? Shouldn't the young master have breakfast with master Duke?" ask Nanny. The two people standing with food trolleys in front of him were silent for a moment upon hearing what Nanny said.

Their faces looked a little surprised upon hearing his words just now.

"Young master used to have breakfast inside his room," the maid explained.

"Huh?" Nanny doesn't understand.

Young master used to have breakfast in his room? What the hell is this? Aren't they family?

If the young master and the Duke master were to eat separately like this, would there be nothing going on between them?

Nanny turned to Karl, who now had his hair trimmed by one of the maids with him. Meanwhile, the other maid seemed busy cleaning the room.

Since yesterday, I felt something was wrong, inner Nanny. He was trying to digest what was going on. I don't know what kind of situation he's in right now.

"Miss!" The maid called him. Makes Nanny instantly aware of her daydream.

"Oh, sorry. Please come in." Nanny got out of the way and let them in.

The maid then entered with the male servant who pushed the food trolley in his hand. They brought it to a table located on the other side of the room.

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"Good enjoy, young master." Nanny smiled wryly at him as soon as she finished arranging all the food for Carver's breakfast dish on the table.

Carver stared at the food in front of him. There is a lot of food that has been served. But everything really seems ordinary. He was too lazy to even touch breakfast that morning.

Carver bowed lethargicly with a moody face.

Breakfast alone in the room.

When can I eat with my dad?

I really wanted to have breakfast with my dad and spend time with him.

Why are you always busy? Don't spend time with me. Dad never even let me eat breakfast with him.

It sucks!

"Young master?" call Nanny. Carver instantly regained consciousness from his daydream. He looked up at Nanny who was now looking at him with a confused look on her face. "You why? Didn't you like the breakfast? Do you want to make another one?"

Carver silently watched Nanny who somehow felt so attentive to her. The woman was clearly very trying to get them close.

"Zelda usually tasted all the food before I ate," she said in a soft voice. Carver doesn't want anyone to know that he's sad about something else.

"uh? Really, Zelda did that?"

"Did he never tell you? Zelda always tasted the food the servants gave me, Zelda was always worried that something was meant to be in my food."

"Ah, then should I do it too?" ask Nanny.

"Of course, you have to do it!" Carver showed a huffed face.

"All right, I'll do it." Nanny stepped over to the empty seat opposite Carver.

The maid who came with a trolley brought an empty plate and a new dinnerware for Nanny.

Zelda always tasted the young master's food before eating? Does that make sure the food is toxic or not? If it is, it means…

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