“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?”

you? If I lose, I’ll squat down by your hotel’s entrance and beg for

not all. I want you

with it. “Fine. If I lose, I’ll break

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

asked, “So which cuisine

told me what will happen

no way I’ll lose. If I do, then I’ll resign as the hotel’s

heard you’re the ace here. Will they accept even your resignation

none of your business. All you have to know is that I’m a woman of my word,” uttered Sharon strictly, refusing to

to dig out more information, he challenged, “Okay, then. We’ll do three rounds of this showdown. You’ll decide the challenge for the first two rounds and I the last

Do you prefer

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

specific, please. There are many types of Chanaean

doesn’t matter. I’m fine with

Casper was, a trace of disdain flashed across Sharon’s eyes. “Okay, then. I’m looking forward to competing with you. Let’s

of me, you can bring your own ingredients

that said, Sharon exited the room and

was out of sight, Casper footed the bill, packed his stuff, and left the room. He

are you sure you want to compete with a head chef? What if… What if you lose?” questioned Elena as soon as the two of them

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

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

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