Chapter 1188
There were two bowls of soup on each side, one was cream of mushroom soup, and the other was chicken soup, cooked by simring with dicinal herbs.
The chicken soup had no chili added, but two small bowls were set beside it, both filled with chili powder for dipping.
The Master had Alexander sit on his left, while on his right was Mane.
Evelyn Thompson and Chloe Collins sat together.
"Manie ca to see you today; you should have returned ho earlier," the Master said.
Alexander’s handso face was serene as he replied, "We have Mom and Chlo-Chlo at ho."
What he implied was, having the two of them entertain guests is enough.
With that single sentence, Mane was left feeling out in the cold.
The corners of the Master’s mouth was pressed down, showing so discontent.
"Try out what the chef has cooked for tonight’s al."
Seeing this, Mane hurriedly picked a piece of tenderly stead cod fish from his bowl, its bones already removed.
"Alexander, you should try this. Grandfather said that you prefer light foods. This might look bland, but it has a fresh and delicious taste."
Master smiled and said, "That’s correct. I had a taste just now, and it’s indeed very delicious."
Alexander pulled his bowl away and asked a servant to replace it.
Master’s face sank, "No changing!"
This statent made the atmosphere at the dinner table shift abruptly.
Alexander was composed as he said slowly, "Grandfather, don’t behave like a child. I’m not your son."
Both of the Master’s sons respected and revered him.
Master furrowed his brow, "You! Fine, let him replace it."
After the tableware had been exchanged, Mane did not serve food proactively any more. In her mind, as long as the last dish he eats is the one she prepared, she would win.
She had co to terms with the fact that Alexander did not like her, but she was confident in changing his view step by step.
Master seed to understand too, he didn’t force Alexander to eat any specific dish, but respected his preference.
Everyone was having their al casually but except Chloe, everyone seed to pay close attention to direction of Alexander’s chopsticks.
Several minutes later, it was evident that he enjoyed all the dishes laden with chilli and even relished a full bowl of rice; he even replaced the bowl imdiately for a second serving.
The lighter dishes on the other side remained untouched.
Manie looked down, her lips pursed tightly.
"Alex, don’t you prefer lighter dishes?" Master asked.
"These do not taste good."
Manny’s face turned pale in an instant.
It was not the bland taste he disliked, but rather, he did not enjoy it because it was not cooked well...
Master: "All the dishes on this table were prepared by the sa chef."
Alexander: "The chef’s culinary skills are inconsistent, he should be dismissed."
Master glanced at Manie, casting her a comforting look.
The conversation quickly shifted to the watch.
Manie took out the wristwatch, laughing as she said, "Alexander, this is a creation designed by Jonathan Brown, given to you as a gift."
"Manie customized it especially for you, she put in great effort. Don’t disregard her goodwill," said Master.
Alexander did not take the watch.
The two of them only noticed then, that he was wearing a red rope bracelet on his wrist, similar to the ones boys would wear during their school days, it was mostly a gift from a girl.
"You, being a president, what are you doing wearing sothing so unrefined? Quickly remove it," Master commanded.
Manie undid the bracelet’s secret clasp, ready to put it on his wrist at any mont.
However, Alexander simply put down his chopsticks and said, "Grandfather, there’s no need to make such arrangents. You know where my intentions lie."
The atmosphere turned suffocating, as if suddenly invaded by a blast of cold air, making it difficult to breathe.
Clearly, he knew everything. His words transparent enough.
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