Noticing Leila's expression, Nicole encouraged, “Leila, why don't you take some home for your child to try?"

Leila quickly refused. "Oh no, I couldn't. I have tasted them. I can't take them home. These were specially ordered by Mr. Schultz for you to help regain your strength."

Leila's husband worked as a driver, and together, they used their earnings to support their child's education and purchase a small apartment measuring around 6@ square meters, which they had taken a loan for. It wasn't extravagant, but at least they had a place to call home now.

But the burden of the loan pressed down on Leila, forcing her to be extremely thrifty, never allowing herself a moment of rest.

Her child mostly ate apples, bananas, and pears because Leila hesitated to buy unfamiliar fruits from the store. The ones they already had were both affordable and nutritious.

In her heart, Leila wished her husband and child could taste such delicious fruits because they might never have the chance to try something so special again in their lives, apart from what their employers had gifted them.

However, Leila held firm to her principles. She never took things from her employers’ household without a genuine reason, nor did she blindly accept the employers’ casual kindness. She had witnessed many employers who would offer things but Later gossip about her, calling her a country bumpkin lacking in sophistication.

Even though Leila's family was far from wealthy, they held their heads high with self-respect. Normal food could satisfy their hunger.

They refused to compromise their principles for a mere meal.

“Leila, I genuinely respect you," Nicole reassured her. "If you don't take the fruits, they will just be thrown away, and that would be such a waste."

Over the past few days, Leila had realized Nicole was unlike previous employers. Nicole was compassionate and treated the staff with kindness.

Seeing the desire in Leila's eyes, Nicole added, "You know I don't have much of an appetite, and I can't eat too much fruit every day. It's a shame to throw all of this away daily. If you don't mind, please take some back for your family to enjoy."

Jarrod had made it clear that the fruit delivered was always fresh, but the hospital room's temperature wasn't ideal for storing it, so any leftovers at the end of the day would be thrown away.

Reflecting on it, Leila felt it was a shame to see so much fruit wasted daily.

After Nicole's genuine offer, Leila realized it would be stubborn to decline. She smiled warmly. "Thank you, Miss Lawrence."

Nicole assured her it was no trouble at all.

From that moment, their relationship deepened. The next time Leila came to work, she excitedly told Nicole how her son had loved the fruits, declaring it the best he'd ever had.

Leila's words were filled with a simple, infectious joy.

Nicole looked on with envy. ALl she had ever wanted was that simple kind of happiness.

One afternoon, when the bodyguards were away, Nicole seized the opportunity to ask Leila a favor. “Leila, could you help me by delivering a message?"