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.

beautiful face. She didn’t seem to care

here, anyway, so just stay for the night. You can use the bed you slept on the last time you are here,” informed Giselle after burping. As she spoke, she pointed at the

alright? I don’t want to intrude,”

able to stay at her place tonight! He had been praying for a

didn’t want Giselle to take him as a flirt. He wanted her to see him

like Giselle. I have to leave a good impression and

that Giselle was into

problem at all. They would’ve 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. Oh gosh, you know, you made such a mess the last time. You were so drunk that you threw up all over me, and

sentence. It was as if she recalled an embarrassing event that had been etched

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 if anyone

Giselle would share

so sorry. Do you 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 though she was the one who was lounging on her sofa and caressing her

a pretty great experience to wash the famous Gigi’s

worry, Ms. Clauder. I will definitely make sure that they are

yet. Geez, is that how you see me? As someone who has no regard for cleanliness?” complained Giselle as she turned to him and roll

with her boyfriend, and the mere sight of that

cute when she’s being childish. Ah, my heart is melting!

you as a beautiful, hardworking, and sophisticated woman. Your future husband is one lucky