Rob Li Private Chef Novels & Stories

"We have arrived, Young Master. Chef Pierre is awaiting your arrival inside the private kitchen." ​"Thank you, Albert. You may wait outside," Liam said quickly, desperate to escape the watchful glare of his mother's spy. ​"My apologies, Young Master. Lady Elizabeth explicitly commanded me to document your culinary experience as a keepsake. I shall accompany you inside and remain stationed in the corner of the room," Albert replied completely devoid of expression, instantly shattering Liam’s hope of placating Chloe's mounting rage inside the venue. ​They stepped into an ultra-luxurious, state-of-the-art private kitchen. A middle-aged man dressed in a pristine white chef's uniform welcomed the

Gregory had clearly just come back from a meeting, but he'd effortlessly slipped into the role of the family chef. "Wow, you're quite the workhorse," Louie said. Leaning against the fridge, he watched Gregory expertly drop the ravioli into boiling water, then scoop them out as they floated, drain them, and serve them on a plate already filled with sauce. His movements were smooth and practiced, like a pro chef at a restaurant. He'd even recreated the side dishes from Hale Eatery perfectly. "You're so skilled. Are you planning to steal someone's job?" Louie teased.

And Chris—barefoot, wearing a wildly patterned shirt and holding a spatula like a microphone—greeted us like royalty. “My favorite trauma buddies!” he cried, hugging us both. “Welcome to the soft launch of my emotional stability.” “You’ve redecorated,” Damian noted, impressed. “I had a coupon and a mental breakdown. Target heals.” I laughed. “What’s cooking?” Chris winked. “Risotto. Mushroom, truffle, butter—basically seduction in a pan.” Guests trickled in. Old colleagues. A few fellow chefs. Everyone had stories, drinks, and that quiet gratitude you only find among people who’ve known pain.

said Tom. "What should be the main dish today?" Maria asked "How about the grilled salmon? We've got a fresh batch coming in today," he suggested "Sounds good to me. Let's go with that," tom nodded with a smile Meet Landon Bliss, the owner and head chef of Taste and table.He was a tall young man of 29, he has a warm smile and a passion for cooking.Landon is also Emily's childhood friend. A few minutes later, his phone rang, breaking the rhythm of the kitchen. Landon wiped his hands on his apron before answering with a smile

“Why did you just say, Miss? Why must you lie?" “You looked really serious when you served it. So, forgive me!” Mrs. Smith sampled the dish. But she was sure it was not as bad as Liam said. So, she contacted Alpha Troy to taste her food. Liam bet Alpha Troy wouldn't come just to taste Mrs. Smith's cooking. But he was slapped by reality because Alpha Troy came. Liam and Amora gaped for a very long time, especially when Alpha Troy devoured all of Mrs. Smith's cooking and praised her.

“I’ve actually not attended college yet. But I plan to… as soon as I can.” The old man shifted in his seat. Clearly very unimpressed with her answers. “And your nephilim powers. Any sign of them?” Lori shook her head. “Not really. I didn’t even know I was one till Gabriel found out.” Gabriel nodded. “It’s true.” “Interesting.” The man mused. He didn’t sound convinced. “The chef made your favorite. Venison.” “I’m not quite hungry now. Maybe a glass of wine first will do.” He said and Gabriel nodded as he signaled to the chef to bring them some wine.

The chef looked kind of bothered, who wouldn't the couple sitting in front of him were influential and a single bad review from them might be the end of the restaurant. "The food tastes familiar so I wanted to know if it's a chef I know, there is no problem so feel free," Keith said. "Okay, his name is Bruce Wayne," he said and Keith chuckled. "From the Bruce Lee family?" Lindsey asked and Keith scoffed. "Isn't he like the owner of this place?" Keith asked. "Yes sir," He said. "Thanks, you can now go," Lindsey said and the chef excused himself.

She answered softly, "Hmm. Let's have steak. I want that for dinner. Jovie's been craving it for a while as well." "Alright. I'll make steak tonight," Liam replied with a smile before watching Celena get on a bus. It was only then he felt relieved enough to turn around and leave. If the people at the Pendragon War Zone saw him like that, they would probably drop their jaws. He was the commander-in-chief of the Pendragon Warriors who commanded hundreds and thousands of soldiers. However, he became the cook of the family. Liam, himself, did not think anything was embarrassing about a man cooking in the kitchen. On the contrary, he was quite proud of it because Celena loved his cooking.

Liam Si was giving Lola Li food ,he was eating from her from her plate too. "I thought you said that your food was not delicious." Lola Li told him as she saw him eat the food. Liam Si told her the food was not sweet because , she was not the one eating it ,but now she was eating the food became sweet. Lola Li burst into a laughter that made tears stream out of her eyes, if someone would tell her that the CEO of SL Group company could act so chidish, she would never believe. After Lola Li had been fed by Liam Si, she wanted to clear the table because Mrs May had gone to bed already.

Richard, dead of anger, advanced, but Ronda took him by the arm and calmed him down, and she said, "Robert, Richard is used to being acclaimed!" Robert turned to face Richard again and staring at him, and he said, "Acclaimed by whom? For you darling!? ” His attacks were direct, and he did not care that others saw him, Richard enraged, pressed his lips, and Lena stood next to him, taking his other arm and said, "Not only us! He is a great chef, and he works at the Eolio itself! " Robert heard that, and his gaze changed for a second, but standing firm, he put his strong expression of condescension back on and said, "Oh, then you do have some skills!"