Becoming the Richest Man Alive

Ever since she tasted his spaghetti Bolognese, she realized she craved his cooking very much.

Any man who could make a mean spaghetti Bolognese was definitely a skillful cook.

“What’s wrong? Is cooking for me too much to ask of you?”

Giselle made a serious expression on purpose before rolling her eyes at Casper. “I’ve given you a chance to have dinner with me. Are you telling me that you’re not keen?”

“Alright. I’ll do it.”

Casper was obviously more than keen even if he could dine with her every day. In fact, it would be even better if they could take their relationship to the next level.

“In that case, why don’t you get cracking? My stomach is already growling,” Giselle pestered while giving him the side-eye.

“Alright, I’ll get on it right away.”

After unloading the ingredients from the fridge, he quickly whipped up some spicy chicken wings, lasagna, and a salad. From their last experience, he had noticed that Giselle liked spicy food.

Therefore, he seasoned the food heavily and made sure they were spicy enough for her.

When she saw how earnest he looked when making dinner, Giselle was struck by a strange sensation. Deep down, she felt her heartstrings being tugged. She couldn’t help but feel the warmth of having a family, and she was the lady of the house.

Giselle quickly recovered her senses. She returned to her room and brought out a textbook

an hour later, Casper finally announced that dinner was ready. Walking out of her room, Giselle could smell the delicious aroma in the air.

devour the food. She hadn’t expected Casper to be such a

there was no place for such concerns right then. The moment she picked up her fork, she began digging in enthusiastically. Soon, her lips were

didn’t know whether to

the food so much that she was tempted to even swallow the chicken bones. She felt his cooking

her big, beautiful eyes, Giselle asked, “Casper, be honest with me.

residual sauce off her fingers, as if she

kid who was forced to struggle in

one is going to

believe him. She continued devouring the food for a whole twenty minutes before finally stopping from being too full. However, when she realized that she had cleaned her plate, she began

Casper ate at a leisurely pace. When he was finally done with his first serving, he realized that everything

that anything else I eat going forward will

in satisfaction, Giselle rolled her eyes at Casper. “It’s all

if my cooking skills have deteriorated? It seems I need to practice more whenever

cooking is already amazing. Casper, are you saying this on purpose just to dent my pride?” Giselle asked

urge to beat him up for

she had only focused on her studies

that his cooking skills have deteriorated,

Giselle didn’t realize that she behaved differently in front of Casper now. In contrast to the formality between a teacher and her student, their interaction felt more casual, it looked more like they were chatting as

university, I have only eaten at the cafeteria and never had the chance to cook for myself. Hence, today is my first time cooking here,” Casper explained