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.

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

could smell the delicious aroma in the air. Gulping in hunger,

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

small dinner to keep herself slim. She would also avoid having any fast food too. However, there was no place for such concerns right then. The moment she picked up her fork, she began digging in enthusiastically. Soon,

food, Casper didn’t know whether to

that moment, Giselle savored the food so much that she was tempted to even swallow the

honest with me. Have

licked the residual sauce off her

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

is going to

her eyes, Giselle obviously didn’t believe him. She continued devouring the food for a whole twenty minutes before finally stopping from being too full.

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

delicious that anything else I eat going forward will pale in

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

thought that was good? Why do I feel as if my cooking skills have deteriorated? It seems I need to

is already amazing. Casper, are you saying this on purpose

the urge to beat him up

focused on her studies and

complaining that his cooking skills have

now. In contrast to the formality between a teacher and her student, their

course not. I’m telling you the truth. Ever since I came to the university, I have only eaten at the cafeteria and never had the chance to cook for