Chapter 811 Don’t You Have Hands?

Mateo’s face fell. Just as he was about to turn her down, he looked up and saw Crayson staring sternly at him. Left with no choice, he rose and sat down on the chair beside it.

Just then, Matthew took off his apron and shuffled toward them from the kitchen. “Come on, Master Iron. I’ve reserved a seat for you.” Eleanor patted the seat beside her with a bright smile. “Don’t you think I treat you well?”

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was seated across from her. “Thanks, Your

Since everyone’s here, we’ll start having lunch.” Hayley never came down to join them. Those who knew what had

talkative person, everyone was proactive during the conversation, and there didn’t seem to be

Eleanor was suited to be a diplomat. She was a person who could perfectly hide all

a taste of the fish.” Eleanor picked up a piece of the meat with a fork and put it into her mouth. As she devoured it, she gave Matthew a thumbs-up. “You certainly live up to your name

a taste as well.” Liam got himself a piece of the fish and placed it in his mouth. His eyes brightened with surprise as he had never expected it to be so good, but he still pretended to be calm. “Is

the hidden clan loved spices, and they expected the food served to them to be

it until both sides were golden, then stew it with spring onions and carrots. After that, he added a handful of coriander and let it simmer.

a taste, then said to

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