“Showdown?” questioned Sharon with an arched brow. “What kind of showdown?”

“A cooking showdown, of course. Aren’t you a chef? I can have a face-off with you when it comes to food,” declared Casper before pointing at the red wine on the table. “I think I will win, though, because a true chef will never waste food, and judging by what you did earlier, you must be a terrible chef.”

Sharon was rendered speechless by his sarcastic remarks. However, she could not even refute with the comebacks she had prepared in her mind, for the man’s words had hit her right at the core.

The number one rule for chefs, for both apprentices and professionals, was to never waste food.

During their apprenticeship, they would always accidentally burn the dishes. Instead of throwing them away, they would eat the burnt food as punishment.

Even when the food was rotten, they would make it into slops to feed animals.

Her sister, Sheryl, always reminded her that the ingredients could always be turned into mouth-watering dishes as long as they were still in good condition.

For chefs, wasting food was an absolute taboo.

Since Sharon had indeed poured red wine on Casper earlier, she had no reason to defend herself. Any other disciplined chefs would also disapprove of this behavior.

“I…” Her voice trailed off, losing confidence.

“Well, forget it. It would be a shame to compete with someone like you, anyway.” Casper pretended to be disappointed as he shook his head with a sigh to trigger the woman.

As expected, it worked. “I’m all up for it. I want to see what talent a poor person like you has!” she said firmly. “What’s in it for me if I win?”

I merely a poor person to you? If I lose,

all. I want you to leave Elena too!”

with it.

stared at the mentioned woman and winked at her, hinting her not to expose him. Blushing,

had agreed, Sharon asked, “So which cuisine are we going to cook?

will happen if you lose.”

no way I’ll lose. If I do,

I’ve heard you’re the ace here. Will

All you have to know is that I’m a woman of my word,” uttered Sharon strictly, refusing to disclose anything regarding the

this showdown. You’ll decide the challenge for

think I’ll cower in fear? Do you prefer Chanaean cuisine or Ustranasion

that although you’re a three Michelin Star chef, your Chanaean cuisine is still better

There are many types of Chanaean cuisines. Which one

I’m fine with

was, a trace of disdain flashed across Sharon’s eyes. “Okay, then. I’m looking forward to competing with you. Let’s see how well you can cook. When is the

you’re suspicious of me, you can bring

better not back down at the last minute!” With that said, Sharon exited the room and shooed

Casper footed the bill, packed his stuff, and left

to compete with a head chef? What if… What if

more inclined to do well in the business field. She knew competing with a professional chef would

confident smile tugged on Casper’s lips. “Since I’m the one who proposed the showdown, of course, I have my preparations. We can take advantage of the time, place, and even the surrounding people. I don’t see how we’ll

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