Holy Chef Crazy Empress Novels & Stories

Aurora came out with tea in her hands for both old master Knight and old madam Knight; she knew they liked the tea she made, so she took a few minutes to complete the tea since they would have dinner directly once Ella returned, so she cut some fruits for the old madam and old master. But when she came out, she heard a crashing sound. So she walked to the old madam and old madam and took the tray from her hand. "What's going on outside?" She asked with a frown. "What could happen? Since that woman was herself a disaster, she is making ructions out of nothing; she is such a shameless woman; she did so many sins, yet dared to mess with our family even though our granddaughter-in-law exposed he

I gulped in some saliva and nodded. Taking the food, I tried to feel disgusted... but if there's one thing you don't challenge me to, it's eating. Funny thing is, I'm not obese. I'm just... slim, or in-between, or... who cares how I am, anyways? I devoured... sorry, I'll rephrase; The empress devoured the plate clean with the fork still leveling the crumbs to the tongue. ‘Nothing must waste,’ she said. I'm having a feeling that had she had no one staring at her, once in a while, she'd have made the plate shine like it never had been used to serve a meal before, using ‘the’ tongue.

He ordered in his bossy tone and ambled at the door banged the door behind him. I frowned and took my undesirable feet toward the wardrobe. I selected white trousers and a yellow crop top for today. I bathed with hot water. I combed my long wavy hair. I put light makeup to cover the mark of bruises. I picked up the red lipstick. His arm in blood flashed before my eyes. I threw it back. I shook my head to get rid of it. I swallowed the lump in my throat. How easily he plucked his arm from him. Shiver crept down my spine. I never thought I would be such a man's wife. No! no! no! Mafia Emperor's wife.

Other than her cooking, Master Ariston never liked anyone’s food, so she became a permanent cook in the mansion. “Patrica, we should stay within our boundaries; over curiosity might get us in trouble,” the old woman, Aunty Hina, who understands the world better than Patricia, said with a thoughtful expression. Patrica lowered her excited eyes as she understood she shouldn’t cross the line at all. She had been working for Master Ariston for over three years, and in these three years, she had never once seen him talk to anyone or care about a human being. Outside of his cold personality, he barely had any life.

The empress hadn't seen him before; her knowledge of him was a patchwork of distant reports and rumors. "Hmm. I had heard... Well, the rumors can't really be trusted. He doesn't look... cursed? No, unsettling, was it?" Her words were flat, as though she didn't care to put too much thought into it. "Yes. A hollow look." Plancina tilted her head slightly. "I saw it in his eyes... but now... something has changed. He looks less like a ghost in a tunic now. More fire." "Fire?" The empress raised an eyebrow, her tone dismissive, as if it didn't really matter. "He's just another descendant. One more rumor. Does it really matter what he is?"

He laughed. "You know, most people would just say thank you." "I didn't build an empire by letting people do things incorrectly." He pointed the gardening shears at me. "There she is." I smiled. Not the CEO. Not the founder. Just Ava. That afternoon, a package arrived. Inside was a leather-bound book. No return address. No note. Just a title embossed in gold. The Women Who Chose. Curious, I opened it. Inside were letters. Hundreds of them.

From delivering his meal to the study, to preparing his clothes and assisting to his bath. "Time sure flies when you're busy, eh?" Chiara muttered, she's finally having some rest at the kitchen after a long day of work. "That's right, My Lady." The head chef answered, he was a big man with a round belly. "Well, it really surprised me that the emperor himself has chosen someone to become his personal servant. We just couldn't believe it until we saw you this morning, hahahaha." Chiara looked at him with curiosity, "Why is that?"

She also read myths, angels, former saints, and the power of the Imperial Family. The current Imperial family emperor is Necephorus Aus Viten, He is the most powerful Emperor in the empire. He married a Saint Empress Aelia Gazelle Placidar and had a son of a crown prince. Elise remembers the wise and cruel emperor with the Saint's loving wife. The author in the book “The Lazy Lucky Princess” describes them as powerful beings that help Alicia after being kidnapped several times. Elise didn't need to write down the date because she fully remembers it like she's the one who wrote the book. Now the most curious Elise is about the book for magic and the Saints.

ahhhh water plzzz - I screamed jumping on my place and her eyes widened. "ohh god - she said and quickly gave me bottle of water, I drank it whole. "ohh I am really sorry I didn't know you can't eat this spicy only - she said. "izzah how can you eat this that's damn spicy - I said. "it's not at all spicy for me, I can eat more spice - she said proudly. This girl. Did she has superpower of eating this much spicy. She ate pani puri and now papdi chat came and she was licking her lips.

My face burned. I looked away quickly. Shame wrapped itself around me like a heavy blanket. I was small. Weak. Vulnerable. What would he think of me now? What would Bryan do if he knew the truth? I wished I could run out of the room. I did not belong there. But Tasha stepped forward and broke the silence. She coughed. "There's something I have to say before we sign anything." Everyone turned to her. "I am not the CEO of Denim Group," she stated emphatically. "The real CEO is right here next to me."