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.

head, Giselle quickly recovered her senses. She returned to her room and brought

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

Casper to be such a good cook. Compared to the

also avoid having any fast food too. However, there was no place for such concerns right then. The moment

how she dug into the food, Casper didn’t know whether to

swallow the chicken bones. She felt his cooking was even better than chefs in five-star

honest with me. Have you learned how to cook

licked the residual sauce off her fingers, as if she hadn’t had

poor kid who was forced to struggle in life and learn to

going

believe him. She continued devouring the food for a whole twenty minutes before finally stopping from being

When he was finally done with his first serving, he realized that everything else had been

that anything else I eat

eyes at Casper. “It’s all your fault. My plan for a diet is now in

cooking skills have deteriorated? It seems I need to practice more whenever I get the chance,” Casper commented as he took

Casper, are you saying this on

the urge to beat him up for making her feel

only focused on her studies and never bothered about

his cooking skills have deteriorated, isn’t

differently in front of Casper now. In contrast to the formality between

Ever since I came to the university, I have only eaten at the cafeteria and never had the chance to cook for myself. Hence,