Becoming the Richest Man Alive

Her reaction was understandable. After all, Casper’s meatball spaghetti was borderline perfect. The juicy meatball, the incredible sauce, the spaghetti made just right… Every bite was heavenly bliss.

Casper was a little stunned when he saw how Giselle ate like she was going to swallow the entire bowl down. He didn’t expect his spaghetti to be so well-received. Okay, I did not see that coming.

Giselle tilted her head up and looked at Casper upon sensing his gaze on her. She asked curiously, “What’s wrong? Don’t just sit there and watch. You should chow down too. Didn’t you say that you’re hungry as well?”

“Right, I should eat.”

Casper picked up his fork and tasted his spaghetti. It’s not that good, thought Casper. He didn’t use any complicated culinary skills, and that wasn’t even a third of what he was capable of. Yet, Giselle had already turned into a mindless glutton…

Maybe she only finds it that delicious because she is just too famished. That makes sense since she skipped dinner.

Casper couldn’t deny that Giselle looked rather cute when she gobbled things up, though. She was being as carefree as a kid and seeing her like that mesmerized Casper. Watching the woman he loved enjoying the spaghetti he made for her… that, in itself, was a pleasant experience.

Truth was, Casper was the kind of guy who had always acted like someone from a low-income family. He was mature from an early age and lived on his own when he was in high school. He cooked for himself and would try making something new whenever he got some extra cash. At the time, he wouldn’t use any exquisite ingredients, but he still managed to make something great.

Casper was a perfectionist as well, so he wanted to do everything to perfection. That included cooking.

He went all the way to the bookstores to read all the cookbooks and learn how to make the best dishes. Naturally, him being a perfectionist wasn’t the only thing that prompted him to do all that. He also put in all that effort because he wanted to enjoy delicious meals.

the sofa after she had an incredible supper. A stunning smile donned her beautiful face. She didn’t seem to care that an

here, anyway, so just stay for the night. You can use the bed you slept on the

be alright? I don’t want to intrude,” said

place tonight! He had been praying for a chance to stay with her for quite some time, but he didn’t

said all that because he didn’t want Giselle to take him as a

slow with women like Giselle. I have to leave a good impression and cannot afford to let her see

could tell that Giselle was

already locked the gates to the dorm, so you can’t go back, anyway. You’re not allowed to behave the way you did the last time you were here, though. Go shower before you sleep.

when she reached the end of the sentence. It was

at the time, so Giselle had to help him up the stairs. Unfortunately, he did not behave at all! He kept moving wildly and squeezed her butt several times. He even pinched her breast. Giselle was ever so thankful that no one was around at the time. She would’ve died of shame

was no way Giselle would

still have those dirty clothes with you? I’ll wash them for you to make up for what I did,” suggested Casper as he stared endlessly at Giselle. He sounded a little embarrassed, even

a pretty great experience to wash the famous Gigi’s clothes

will definitely make sure that they are

if I haven’t cleaned them yet. Geez, is that how you see me? As someone who has no regard for cleanliness?” complained Giselle as she turned to

she was being coquettish with her boyfriend, and the mere sight of that stunned

being childish. Ah, my heart is melting! I knew it. My Gigi

hardworking, and sophisticated woman. Your future husband is one lucky guy,” replied