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 out a textbook to

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

She hadn’t expected Casper to be such a good cook. Compared to

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,

the food, Casper didn’t know whether to laugh or to cry.

that she was tempted to even swallow

be honest with me. Have you learned how to cook before? Why is your

sauce off her fingers, as if

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

is going to believe

eyes, Giselle obviously didn’t 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

at a leisurely pace. When he was finally done with his first

so delicious that anything else I eat going

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

my cooking skills have deteriorated? It seems

this on purpose just to dent my pride?” Giselle

she heard Casper’s remarks, she had the urge to beat him

she had only focused on her studies and never bothered about learning

complaining that his cooking skills have deteriorated, isn’t he

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

Ever since I came to the 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,”