CHAPTER 1085: CHAPTER 1085: ROSES AND TEARS (11)

Andre glanced at the clock on the wall, "Have you had breakfast? Shall I have them prepare something for you?"

"No need, I ate on the way." Chongchong returned his smile, "I heard you were just in a meeting. If you have things to attend to, go ahead, I can wait."

He is a member of the Royal Family, and the legal heir. Since turning 20, he has gradually involved himself in politics, and has been quite busy these past two years, especially as she just heard from the staff that he was in a meeting.

Chongchong had originally said she wasn’t in a hurry, but still someone rushed upstairs to inform Andre.

"No worries."

"Is your meeting finished?"

"Yes, it just ended."

"That’s great." Chongchong immediately stepped forward, grabbed his arm, and pulled him to the sofa to sit down. She then sat beside him, "Actually, I’ve come this time to ask for your help with something."

There was a gentle knock at the door, and Andre raised his voice.

"Come in."

A staff member walked in right away and placed a tray of refreshments in front of Chongchong, "Your Highness, please enjoy."

"Thank you." Chongchong politely apologized, her gaze sweeping over the snacks on the table and her eyes lit up immediately, "Oh, my beloved!"

On the plate, there was an enticingly aromatic tiramisu — Chongchong’s favorite dessert, of course, paired with a cup of her preferred light red tea.

In Congo, she couldn’t enjoy this; it was all convenience foods every day. Seeing her favorite dessert, she didn’t hesitate to pick it up and put a piece into her mouth.

The rich aroma immediately spread across her palate, pure Jamaican Blue Mountain coffee, paired with chocolate made from Criollo cocoa, along with select rum...

Chongchong savored the taste with closed eyes, swallowed the cake in her mouth, and lightly sighed.

"Delicious! You wouldn’t imagine, I’ve gone two weeks without having any."

Seeing the satisfied expression on her little face, Andre’s mood became increasingly cheerful, "Where have you gone this time?"

"Congo, for a charity event." Chongchong said as she sent a second spoonful of cake into her mouth, "Andre, I adore you! Did you know I was coming and specially prepared this?"

Andre reached over to take the teacup, poured her a cup of tea, and placed it in front of her, "A new pastry chef has joined the Royal Palace; he excels at making this."

Of course, he wouldn’t tell her.

He had specially hired this chef for her, because she loved eating it so much, he had people find the most authentic Italian chef skilled in tiramisu, spending a considerable sum and effort.

"It’s really authentic." Chongchong tapped the cake in front of her lightly with her fork, "The chocolate, coffee, and alcohol ratios are just to my taste; this is the best tiramisu I’ve ever had."

"Then come often, and you can have it regularly." Andre joked.

Chongchong smiled as she took the cup he handed over, sipped it at her lips, "Then...it’s settled."

"Deal."

The two exchanged glances and simultaneously burst into laughter.

After eating a piece of cake from the plate and drinking a cup of tea, the well-fed and satisfied Chongchong leaned back comfortably on the sofa.

"Andre, do you know how I feel right now?"

He turned sidelong, gazing at her profile, watching as she lightly licked the chocolate off the corner of her lips with her tongue tip, and suddenly felt parched, quickly averting his eyes.