All Chapters of The Billionaire's Plump Chef : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Marie Sue Jordan arrived with a bottle of wine, and disposable cups, and I noticed he had also changed into a more comfortable wear. He placed the wine and the cups in front of me and stretched a bag towards me. I took it and looked inside. In it were some clothes.“What is this?” I asked, looking at him.“In case you want to change into something more comfortable,” he said. “I brought some change of clothes for you too.”I looked into the bag containing the clothes again, and I hated myself for wondering if the clothes used to be Kylie's.“I'm fine,” I replied. “I'm still comfortable in what I'm wearing, but thank you.”“All right,” he replied, and crouched next to me. He poured the drink into the cups and stretched one to me while he took the other for himself.We started watching the home video.I was feeling too awkward sitting right there and imagining Kylie in my position that I didn't realize my awkwardness was becoming very obvious. Because instead of leaning against Jordan a

Arnold“Your wife has laid me off my job. I have no other place to go because no one is going to accept me in any company with this scandal,” Lizzie’s message read. “I will get rid of the baby, Arnold. I just need compensation from you and a monthly stipend until I can get a job.”I read the message again, and then another one popped in.“Ten million dollars settlement,” it announced, “and then a monthly stipend equivalent to how much I currently earn at Kensington’s Foods until I can get a good job. That’s all I need to disappear. I’m sorry I caused a scene at work today.”I hissed, then highlighted the messages and deleted them. It was too late for any form of reconciliation with Lizzie. Moreover, I had told her, just as I had told everyone, the baby was not mine.I finally got to Lara’s room and tapped on the door. She responded from within the room, “Come in,” and I pushed the door open.She was changed into her nightdress, with a robe over it, and sitting on her bed reading a bo

Marie Sue Mr Xing bought my father's company.I tapped on the call icon on my phone and called the lawyer. He picked up.“When was this purchase made, Lincoln?” I asked, pacing around my room.“Um, hold on,” he said. “I will send the documents to you.” There was a short silence. “ I was equally shocked to find out he would be interested in buying your father’s kitchen. He didn't seem like one who was interested in the food industry,” he added.I rubbed my finger on my temple. The bank had promised to hold on for a few months. Why did they suddenly sell it off? I didn't tell Lincoln that I had met Mr. Xing last week and I wasn't sure if my meeting had anything to do with him purchasing my father's kitchen. But he had mentioned that he knew my father, and I wasn't sure if this was a good thing or a bad thing yet.“I will go through the documents as soon as you send them,” I said. “But is it possible for me to still buy it back from him? Could you reach out to him and inquire if I coul

JordanDaily lunch with Marie Sue was going to become a ritual every day at work. We decided to have burgers and some cola for lunch that afternoon, and we played a short game while we waited.I leaned back in my chair. “Question or question?”She narrowed her eyes. “That doesn’t sound like there are options.”“I just removed the boring options.”She laughed. “Fine. Question.”I thought for a moment. “What’s the craziest thing you’ve ever done?”She stared at me as though she needed to search through her entire memory for an answer.“Once, I skipped classes to spend the entire day reading a novel.”I arched my brow.“What?” she asked, smiling.“That’s the craziest thing you’ve ever done?”“Yes.”I shook my head. “Marie Sue, we have a problem.”“What problem?”“You need to start living.”“Wait,” she said, suddenly laughing. “The craziest thing I've done was ask a stranger to kiss me to get away from loan sharks.”We laughed, remembering the day we had first run into each other. A lot

JordanI shut the door behind me, leaned on it, and sighed. Then I adjusted my shirt, and it was at that point I noticed the stain of her lipstick on my shirt. That had been done on purpose. I tried to wipe it off, but there was no way I could get rid of it. The only thing I could do was to change my shirt.I walked towards the small closet in my office and pulled out another shirt, which I changed into. Then I returned to the door and pulled it open. Lucy scrambled to her feet.“From now on, Miss Kylie Westbrook has no clearance to come into my office. Is that clear?”She nodded. “Yes, sir.”I closed the door and stepped back into the office. Then I sat on the chair, closed my eyes, and took a deep breath.What a mess Kylie had made. I wasn't sure why she thought she and I still had a place together after she had betrayed me and betrayed the eight years in which we promised ourselves daily that we would be for each other.I didn't want to think of her or think of the past anymore. I