Then I contacted the professional organizing team to come to the villa and arrange all the valuable items inside the vacant room on the third floor and lock it up.

The refrigerator was emptied in advance when it was decided to repair the garden, and there were only two apples left inside.

After seeing off the organizer, I would also tidy up and get ready to go to work.

Mom looked anxious and asked, "Monica, when do you get off work? I will cook and wait for you to come back and eat."

Even though she knew there would be no water or electricity, she still said these insincere polite words.

I tidied up and put on my watch, looked up at her, and said, "You don't have to wait for me, just eat yourself. Whether I come back tonight or not depends on the overtime situation."

After speaking, I grabbed the car keys and went out.

I didn't laugh until I drove out of the neighborhood.

The only food in the whole villa was two apples she didn't like, and even the drinking water was locked on the third floor.

The next day at noon, I brought a lunch box back to the villa.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw my mother lying weakly on the sofa.

When she saw me coming in, she struggled to get up and said, "Why did you come back so late, I ate two apples yesterday and I'm starving now."

"I worked late last night, so as not to disturb your sleep, I stayed in a hotel."

I put the lunch box on the coffee table, and my mother immediately grabbed it and ate it greedily.

"At least, at least, at least get someone to bring me some food."

The boxed meal was salad downstairs in the company. I didn't expect her to be so hungry.

It seemed that she really didn't have any money. I guessed she had used it all to support her son.

"Mom, you don't like staying in hotels, and I'm too busy with work. There's really no way."

Upon hearing this, Mom slowed down her eating speed, "Who said that? I'm willing, very willing, to stay in a hotel."

I smiled.

"Okay, I'll arrange it for you right away."

Mom nodded and continued to eat.

I immediately took out my phone and contacted the driver and assistant to drive Mom to the hotel.

Before getting in the car, I specifically pulled the assistant aside and instructed, "Don't book an expensive room, just book a seven-day stay."

"Don't tell anything about the company or my income to her. If she asks, just say that I work in a big company."

The assistant nodded.