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 to

of her room, Giselle could smell the delicious aroma in the air. Gulping in hunger, she could hear

expected Casper to be such a good cook. Compared to the spaghetti Bolognese, she liked these

to keep herself slim. She would also avoid having any fast food too. However, there was no place for such

how she dug into the food, Casper didn’t know whether to laugh or to cry. He quickly advised, “Slow down, or

savored the food so much that she was tempted to even swallow the chicken bones. She felt his cooking was even better than chefs in

be honest with me. Have

sauce off her

kid who was forced to struggle in life and learn to fend off myself,” Casper

one is going to believe

food for a whole twenty minutes before finally

he was finally done with his first serving, he realized that everything else had been cleaned out. All that was left were

delicious that anything else I eat going forward will pale in

stomach in satisfaction, Giselle rolled her eyes at Casper. “It’s all your fault. My plan for a diet is now in

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

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

heard Casper’s remarks, she had the urge

while, she had only focused on her studies and never bothered about

complaining that his cooking skills have

of Casper now. In contrast to the formality between a teacher and her student, their interaction felt more casual, it

eaten at the cafeteria