Bride of Retribution: Aloof Billionaire's Dominant Game-Chapter 184 - 121 It is you who turned me into a woman_2
So everyone in the kitchen perked up. Actually, this was considered good news, at least the Fifth Young Master wanted to eat. If he refused to eat, they’d have less work, but would be more worried.
The chicken soup in the clay pot was bubbling, emitting a tempting golden hue of chicken fat. Sometimes the Fifth Young Master enjoyed having his rice soaked in hot chicken soup.
By the time there was some commotion outside, things in the kitchen were almost ready.
Cecilia Wilson was feeling a little uneasy, since this was the first time he was having a meal with someone waiting on him nearby.
Fifth Master Foster, however, was eating happily. After finishing a bowl of rice soaking in chicken soup, he noticed Cecilia still sitting there.
He picked up a pair of clean chopsticks, grabbed a yellowfish roll, and placed it on Cecilia’s plate, his tone becoming cheerful: "I guarantee you won’t find this yellowfish roll elsewhere. Nowhere else in the city can make it like this." He seemed a bit boastful when speaking, his pupils looking clearer than black crystals.
How could a man’s eyes be so beautiful, even surpassing a woman’s?
This gesture shocked everyone so much their jaws almost dropped to the ground.
Their Fifth Young Master actually served someone a yellowfish roll?
He served someone food?
Served food?
Their Fifth Young Master was such a noble person, seemingly not meant to be tainted by the impurities of this world, yet he served a masseur?
The sight was so startling to the housekeeper that it stung his eyes a bit. Over the years, no woman was allowed into the manor, and it seemed there was indeed a valid reason. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺
How would he explain this to the old madam?
After all, it was the old madam who assigned him to the Fifth Master’s side, saying he could take better care since he was a long-time member of the Foster Family. But seeing the Fifth Master like this, did he really still need to be taken care of when he could care for others?
The yellowfish roll, Cecilia paused for a moment. He certainly wouldn’t find a more delicious dish, as he had never even tasted this before.
How could there be such a grand setup for just one person eating? And it seemed like he didn’t eat that much either.
Meanwhile, the lunch several hundred kilometers away in the forest was completely different.
They had barbecue for lunch.
The long charcoal grill was burning vigorously, placed on the large terrace outside the wooden villa. Although the snow had stopped, the air was chilly, but sitting by the charcoal grill was exceptionally warm.
The oversized down jacket was incredibly soft, and Charlotte Miller wearing it felt not cold at all.
On the large wooden table, there was Wagyu beef with marbled red and white patterns, extremely tender lamb chops, and lobsters split open and covered with cheese. Atlas Hallow had become the chef by the charcoal, flipping the mouth-watering food.
In her hand was a steaming cup of jujube tea, which she sipped slowly. It truly felt like a vacation for two.
"Would you like some?" Charlotte asked as she cupped the jujube tea, now not as hot due to the low temperature, and placed the cup to Atlas Hallow’s lips, letting him drink half the cup.
"If the world were like this, wouldn’t it be wonderful?" Charlotte walked to the edge of the terrace, gazing at the surrounding forest. In the distance were towering trees that seemed to reach the sky, each harboring what seemed to be a spirit. The sky resembled a calm lake, and as birds flew by, they carved long ripple-like shadows, creating an indescribably beautiful scene.
Charlotte felt as if they were no longer in this world but had entered another magical realm. Even if a squirrel began talking to her with its bushy tail waving, she wouldn’t find it strange.
Just as the aroma of grilled meat wafted by, pulling her back from endless imaginings, she realized that Atlas’s culinary skills were surprisingly good.
Sitting by the grill, her plate held half a grilled lobster covered in a thick layer of melted cheese, which had fused with the lobster’s rosy shell. Charlotte couldn’t resist picking up a knife and fork, tasting the lobster meat. It was so delicious that even her tongue wanted to twist itself in delight.
"Atlas Hallow, do you realize how easily a girl could fall in love with you because of this?" Unlike her, who was bundled up in warm, snug clothing and wrapped in a large down jacket, Atlas only wore a turtleneck black sweater and black pants, seemingly unfazed by the cold. Standing there, he appeared as noble and majestic as the pine trees towering behind him.
