Chapter 24

Tyler later slept off after searching through his phone on how to make several dishes for breakfast

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Tyler woke up by 6:30AM.He saw his alarm clock resting on his bedside table. He checked the time and he threw it against the wall. He watched the lifeless thing shatter into pieces.

"I'm so late." He tugged his hair and ran downstairs.

He met Gloria who just entered the kitchen.

"Good morning Mr Dalton." Gloria yawned, covering her mouth with the back of her palm.

"Good morning. Don't worry I'll be making breakfast." Tyler said and Gloria could only open her mouth in disbelief.

She has been working in the Dalton mansion even before Tyler was born and he had never for once made food in his life entire life.

"How are you going to do that sir?" Gloria asked, making sure to confirm what she had heard.

"I'll make pancakes. I guess those are quite easy." Tyler said moving to the shelf, bringing out some ingredients.

"What is this?" Tyler asked holding a black bowl that contains some white substance.

"That's flour sir." Gloria said.

"Oh. I saw this on G****e yesterday. Can you please help me find baking powder, sugar,salt and some necessary ingredients used in making pancakes?" Tyler asked still staring at the flour.

Gloria did as she was told and the cabinets were filled with all the ingredients.

"According to G****e,you mix the flour and egg."Tyler said breaking the eggs into the flour.

"Wow." He clapped for himself as he broke all the eggs without the shell falling into the flour.

"Sir let me help you make it." Gloria said, obviously avoiding the disaster he was going to make.

"No. I want to do this for my Charlotte." He replied still staring at the mixture.

"I think I'll mix it together now." Tyler said talking to himself.

He started mixing the flour and egg. He stopped and rested for a while, breathing heavily. He then continued. He stopped again and added sugar and salt. He mixed it and moved to the cooker.

He stared at it for a while, thinking of how to turn it on when Gloria turned it on for him.

"I could have done it myself." Tyler said.

"You are welcome sir." Gloria replied and moved back.

"Where's the pan?" Tyler asked, looking round the kitchen. His hands resting perfectly on his waist.

Gloria bought out a pan from one of the cabinets and handed it over to him. Tyler rinsed it and placed the pan on the burning cooker.

"Uhhmm Where is the vegetable oil?" He asked again, pinching the space between his brows.

Gloria once again handed over the vegetable oil to him.

He poured a large amount of vegetable oil in the pan and Gloria's jaw dropped.

"Sir it's enough." Gloria screamed.

"Leave it Gloria. I read this from G****e." Tyler said, boasting.

In no time. He also poured a large amount of the mixture into the pan and Gloria chuckled.

"Why isn't it frying?" Tyler asked, turning to Gloria.

"First, because you added too much oil. Secondly you've almost emptied this." Gloria said pointing at the bowl where Tyler mixed his ingredients.

"Is it not how it's supposed to be?" Tyler asked, looking so confused and tired.

"No sir." Gloria said.

They both heard footsteps.

"Go check if it's Charlotte, if she is the one stall her while I get this done with and serve her." Tyler said pushing Gloria out of the kitchen.

"Sir. That thing you are cooking is not for human consumption." Gloria yelled at him and he finally got her out.

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"Good morning ma'am Charlotte." Gloria greeted Charlotte who was still yawning.

"Good morning ma'am Gloria. I've told you several times to stop calling me ma'am. I'm much younger." Charlotte corrected.

Charlotte was about to move forward when Gloria blocked her way.

"What's wrong?" Charlotte asked raising her brows.

"Nothing ma'am. How was your night?" Gloria asked.

"Ahhh." Charlotte remembered all the things she said to Tyler yesterday night. It made her happy.

"It was the best nigh ever. I slept like a baby." Charlotte said and was about to move when Gloria stooped her again.

"Wow! So you had a very nice dream?" Gloria said, a motive to make her succeed in her stalling.

"Why are you asking all these questions?" Charlotte asked suspiciously.

"Nothing ma'am. I'm just worried. That's all." Gloria said.

"Worried about what? I'm fine obviously." Charlotte said rubbing her palms on her cheeks.

"You understand what I'm saying ma'am. Like your sister and family?" Gloria said and regretted asking about that immediately.

"Sorry ma. I'm so sorry." Gloria apologized immediately.

"It's okay. I'm fine. I'll find a decent job and bury my sister soon." Charlotte said and was about to take another step when Gloria blocked her again. This time Gloria was already trembling. She didn't know what else to say or ask.

"What is it again Gloria?" Charlotte asked. she was about to explode. Not only is she very thirsty, Gloria has been asking too many personal questions which are starting to piss her off.

"You can't go into the kitchen ma." Gloria said, letting the cat out of the bag.

"Why?"

"Mr Dalton asked me not to let you in." Gloria said.

"Wow!" Charlotte could only exclaim.

She turned and she heard Tyler's voice.

"Wait!!" Tyler screamed her name, beckoning her to stay.

Charlotte turned and saw Tyler holding a tray. She was confused at the content that was inside.

She looked at Gloria who was trying to suppress the laughter that threatened to burst out.

"What's that?" Charlotte said pointing at his tray.

"It's pancake. I tried right?" Tyler said dropping the plate on the dinning table.

"Yeah, right. Pancake." Charlotte scoffed. She looked at Gloria and they both burst into laughter.

"What? I tried. This is my first time actually. Give me some A's" Tyler said, resting his hands on his waist.

"Okay. Score me with an emoji." Tyler said.

Charlotte faced palm. "I'll definitely give you this. This doesn't even look like pancakes. I'm sure it would taste so bad." Charlotte said.

She walked up to the dinning table,grabbed a fork and cut a tiny piece and ate.

"Hmm." She moaned.

"This is surprisingly good. How do you know I love my pancakes sugary?" Charlotte asked, taking more and more bites from the pancakes.

"Yes!" Tyler raising his fist in midair, clenching it.

He also did the happy dance.

"I'm such a good chef." He said praising himself.

"I agree." Charlotte added unconsciously.

Charlotte continued to take more bites and Tyler could only stare at her,admiring her features. He pretty eyes, her pointed nose,her plump pink lips. Her tiny long neck.

"Stop staring." Charlotte yelling with a mouthful of pancakes in her mouth.