Faye's body froze at a familiar voice, which had been filling her head.
Denis was really looking for her.
"Honey ...?" Denis's voice sounded louder again this time accompanied by footsteps getting closer.
Ivy came out of the kitchen first, really excited to meet him, "Mr Denis, welcome home."
"Eh?" Denis's eyes widened at Ivy, his face suddenly pale seeing her, with trembling hands, he pointed to her, "you ..."
Ivy smiled gently, "My name is Ivy. I work here. Nice to meet Mr Denis." As expected, he was much more handsome in person than she saw on television.
Denis scratched the back of his neck nervously, "You don't remember ... me?"
"Eh?" Ivy is confused. Remembering Denis? "Have we met before?" she asked doubtfully, "I'm sorry, Mr Denis. My memory isn't quite as sharp as when I was young."