A deal with the devil

Benjamin was still annoyed Why did she take so long just taget some food for him? Did she have something against him and decided to make him wait longer on purpose?

that was the case, be should open up her head and take a look at her boxin to find mit why she could be that stupid.

“There was no one in the kitchen. I did’t know what you liked to eat, so I made some pasta with eggy and bert for you,” Shirley explained pariently.

The were the only ingredients available in the fridge after all.

No one was in the kitchen?

How was that possible?

Benjamin and Hamian’s mealtimes were fairly inconsistent. Hence, the main kitchen would always have food prepared at the ready. The cooks even worked in shifts so that someone would be available for all 24 hours of the day to cater to their needs at any time.

Of course, given the Blackomod Residence’s considerable size, it had more than one kitchen

Looking at the familias ingredients before him, Benjamin knew that Shirley must have gone to the wrong kitchen. These ingredients were likely the ones stored in the fridge of his p

krichen.

high standards for his food. Whenever he had some spare time,

quite busy recently and had ‘t entered that kitchen for some

Arthur would still have someone still the hidge with fresh ingredients every day in case the need

he had untentionally discovered a new cook

the bowl of pasta before him. His thick brows turowed. “I don’t like

the coriander leaves little by little, carefully serving him like he was her

thick eyebrows, big eyes, red lips, and healthy,

those words so confidently, saying that even the

as that of a baby’s. It was a rare sight for an adult’s skin to achieve this level

flimed across her lips.

of the

pasta

There was no change to

and probed to

took a few more bites before suddenly declaring, “Trom this day onward, you will prepare the meals for Danian and me.”

duties? Are you not willing to do

just didn’t think