Casper instructed those from the relevant departments to have the kitchen set up for his upcoming showdown with Sharon.

“What’s going on?” The chefs gathered around and wondered if their boss would be joining them in the kitchen.

Casper announced the great news with a bright grin, “Go ahead and call it a day as soon as you finish the last order from the customers. Your pay won’t be deducted.”

Wait! What?

The chefs cheered the moment they heard his sudden announcement. One of the fearless chefs asked, “Mr. Simpson, are you going to cook?”

Casper nodded in response. He retrieved a knife that was nearby and started messing around with it to figure out if he still remembered how to cook.

Immediately after he got his hands on a fish that was nearby, he skinned it off and chopped it into equivalent parts. When everyone returned to their senses, he had long sorted out everything.

“Was the fish still struggling when Mr. Simpson has killed it?”

They were confused because the fish, even after being skinned alive, wouldn’t stop wriggling.

Seconds after the chefs wrapped up their conversation, the fish stopped moving and fell apart.

“Oh, God! It’s a technique that enables fish to move around for a short while after being skinned alive! My mentor once brought it up in front of me, but no one had ever mastered it!”

One of the experienced chefs broke the silence and gaped at Casper’s seemingly unbelievable skills.

The man continued cleaning up the mess he had made and asserted, “Actually, it’s not a big deal. If I were faster, the fish might get to move around for at least a quarter of a minute. I can have it served before it’s even dead.”

couldn’t snap out of their bewilderment. They had a hard time fathoming the fact someone had

Nonetheless, Casper seemed to have outmatched them in terms of

a despairing tone, “Mr. Simpson, you’re not

Mr. Simpson is going to spend most of his time in the

the things he had on his plate. Should he spend his day in the kitchen, things would spiral out of control

to acquire Sharon and her sister’s aid

asked the chefs who had surrounded him, “Are you guys going to

Are you going to

the bunch of professionals there

free to stay if you guys are curious about the things that are

gathering the ingredients he needed. The chefs exchanged glances and decided to stay for the event in the afternoon. No way

was lunchtime. Usually, the chefs would spend their time during lunch hours working. They would only get to take a break once they

to the staff, “What’s going to

who figured out the technique Casper employed voiced out his speculation, “Ms. Schneider has instructed us to get two sets of identical cooking utensils ready. Are they having some sort of

such an exceptional cook! Is anyone

Casper’s attention, the rest of the chefs added,

skilled in several aspects, he’s not a full-fledged cook. You guys don’t think a chef who knows how to prepare the ingredients is exceptional,

offensive remark. Afraid of offending Casper, the rest of the party went dead silent when they heard

asserted, “Sir, you’re right! Care to

years since the day I

“Well, I think you’re the perfect

soon have a showdown with someone

a sudden, someone barged into the kitchen—Elena marched

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