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He started to say but my mum raised her hands silencing him as he gulped loudly in fear and I almost burst into laughter, to others my Mum can be very intimidating. "Bring her to me" She simply said not interested in his explanation, He scurried away quickly. "What do you need the chef for, I certainly know that you don't want to compliment her," I said to her as I sipped my wine. "I need her," She said not looking up at me as the waiter poured her more wine. "What happened to Matilda?" I asked about the chef she employed two months ago, She is old but very efficient and her desserts are wonderful.

"Winston Barrymore preferred this version of Jane Hilton because he believed that this Jane Hilton was truly... filled with emotions, not the one who always presented an elegant facade in front of everyone. Jane Hilton hastily opened the coffee and took a big sip, only to choke on it. The brown liquid ran down his chin, and Winston Barrymore, who was gradually moving behind him, quickly moved closer, licking off the spilled coffee bit by bit. Jane Hilton clearly didn't appreciate this playful gesture. he swiftly stuck out his tongue and grabbed a piece of cookie, avoiding Winston Barrymore's attempt to poke his cheek. He is a neat freak , and he absolutely couldn't bring himself to touch foo

she tried to behave normally, but inside she felt she could faint anytime. “No Master strictly orders us in the kitchen to cook whatever food Madam wants to eat.”A maid announced loudly She was already nervous; they were making her more. She turned her head to Alex, ''Where is your Master?” She was hoping to see him in this situation. “Madam, Master went to a business meeting and will come back two days later.” Kate felt upset. She didn't know what to say. “I want to use the washroom?" she wanted some space. “Emma takes Madam to the bedroom to freshen up.”

This is all too crazy for her. “Can someone please explain what is going on here?” the principal stood up from her seat like had been seating on fire for the past couple of minutes “Madam Principal the situation is self explanatory. I am Chloe the founder of Empire. I originally wanted to live a low key life but that can’t happen because my secret is out. Is there any other thing you would like to know?” Chloe stopped her pacing and looked directly at the middle aged woman and asked “No more questions” of course the principal couldn’t push any forward, except she doesn’t want her job anymore. At this point Chloe could literally end a life. She had been through so much in such little time.

She shot him a glare, finished changing her shoes, and sidestepped out of his little trap. However, the tips of her ears betrayed her, turning red without her consent. Christian didn't seem bothered, a smirk playing on his lips as he followed her into the living room. Emily was already in the kitchen, cooking. She had fallen in love with Eastlandian cuisine and hadn't waited for Noelle to return before diving into the kitchen herself. At that moment, Emily had made three dishes: vegetable consommé, roast turkey, and caprese salad. Christian took one look at the bland-looking dishes and couldn't help but exclaim in disbelief, "It looks like a massacre! Like the aftermath of a brutal dismember

The restaurant would open soon, and she’d be damned if she showed up late. The kitchen felt alive when she walked in. The smell of garlic, lemon, and freshly baked bread filled the air, and Kayden was already prepping vegetables while Emma oversaw the pastry station. “Look who decided to grace us with her presence,” Kayden teased, grinning. “The celebrity chef herself.” Emily blinked. “You heard?” Emma spun around, holding her phone. “Heard? We read it. You’re famous, boss!” Kayden raised his mimosa glass—yes, a mimosa at ten in the morning. “To Chef Emily and her empire!”