Chapter 922

"This is Mrs. Maskelyne' relative! The feeling... it's strange, but heartwarming. Before, Mr. and Mrs. Maskelyne got married secretly, and the Andrews family didn't know about it until a lot of things happened. But so what? Those weirdos from the Andrews family don't deserve to visit us.

"Grandma, you're here?" Sylvia heard some noise and walked out of the kitchen with a floral apron on her body, her eyes shining brightly. "Please sit down quickly; if you're bored, watch TV for a while. I'll fry two more dishes."

When Jasmine saw Sylvia's appearance, she was stunned. "Did you cook these dishes yourself?" She used to think that Sylvia was just an excellent junior who she liked very much; now when she sees Sylvia again, her chest feels strange - warm yet sour.

She looked at Sylvia's gaze full of love as if looking through her to see their lost little niece - this is their Hipps family child; their child... their entire family's child.

Their good child made food by herself to welcome them.

Jasmine felt a sourness in her nose. "How can we let you do this kind of thing? Let me do it... you rest." She said as she walked towards Sylvia; however, after hesitating for a moment, Sylvia smiled again. "Ms Hipps should rest too and taste my cooking later."

"Still calling him that!" Queena complained while looking at Sylvia, "This is your grandaunt!"

Sylvia obediently replied, "Grandaunt."

Franklin also greeted them warmly. "Sylvia cooks really well! I love eating dishes cooked by her so much that every time I'm outside I think about coming back home just to taste them again."

The butler had brought out the house's collection of fine wine. "This has been aged for twenty years- Mr. Hipps and Old Mr. Hipps- let us have a good drink later on!"

The sound of the range hood came from inside the kitchen along with sounds of frying vegetables.

All dishes were served on table together.

Looking at all kinds of food on top of table, Mollie was shocked as she looked at Miss Andrews who sat next to Franklin after taking off her apron, "Miss Andrews, you are too amazing! Did you make all these dishes?"

"From now on, call her Sylvia."

Clare raised his hand and tapped Mollie's forehead, his eyes full of affection.

took a sip of water first. She crisply said, "Auntie, if you want to learn how to cook it, I'll teach

address as "auntie," and her ears

into the man's pitch-black eyes. Her face turned

whole family burst

to eat food made by our own child," Old Mr. Hipps exclaimed emotionally with tears in

vegetables was also excellent. stir-fried

could she be so good at

feast must have taken quite some time?" Queena looked sympathetically at Sylvia's hands. "Don't do this again in the future. It must

picked up a roasted chicken leg for Queena and said with a smile. "Cooking for

Sylvia herself," Franklin picked up

Mr. Hipps nodded repeatedly

meal was very harmonious and

for the Hipps family members who felt that eating food cooked by Sylvia herself

shrimp is really well

how come it tastes better

fish

endless praise about the dishes prepared by Sylvia herself, Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in

something else inside - how did her mother end up joining Evans

did Evans family adopt her mother

like she needed

Sylvia sent

lit up

do you

was looking at a stranger. The Old Evans was secretly surprised but maintained his smile well, "Don't worry, no matter what you ask me,

up the video call and saw Franklin walking towards

walked over and then his phone

to dry his hair and answered the call,

of them

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