Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld

Chapter 24

Chapter 24 To the Holding Center

Michael looked shocked at the scene, his lips twitching, muttering to himself, "What's wrong with the boss?"

Snap out of it, Lela thought, realizing that she might have accidentally triggered someone's sensitivity. She pursed her lips into a smile, though her hand holding the chopsticks couldn't help but tremble. Observing Lela's actions with the chopsticks, Michael watched her soft and fair hand shaking.

Miss Lela doesn't hold the chopsticks properly. And why is she still trembling?

Didn't the boss teach her?

Well, it has only been one day. Besides, it's not easy for people from Pliar to learn the skill of using chopsticks. Some foreigners can't even master it after a couple of months.

He felt a pang in his heart, quickly walked over, and took a pair of silver chopsticks from the nearby tableware.

"Miss Lela, this is how you hold the chopsticks." Michael spoke gently, demonstrating the most standard technique with her hand while explaining,

"See, the five fingers of the right hand hold the chopsticks, the tip of the thumb, index finger, and middle finger grip one chopstick, and the base of the thumb and ring finger grip the other chopstick. The pinky naturally bends. Come, Miss Lela, let me show you."

Lela observed Michael silently. He is really silly. Does he really think I can't use chopsticks?

Then she imitated the most standard way of using chopsticks and picked up a piece of dim sum.

Michael cheered on the side, "Yay, I taught Miss Lela how to use chopsticks."

Lela smiled to herself. What an idiot.

...

a cold shower for

put on a bathrobe, and stood in front of the

he still acting like an

lacking without a woman in his

stepped out of the bathroom and

leftovers

on the plate of snacks on

for his hand, and patted the chair beside him, pulling him to sit down. Sylvester smiled and complied, sitting as she suggested. His little thing had even thought about his

message, saying that

"Is that so?" If he dies, he dies. Didn't he send his uncle to the

one last time. He wants to talk to you

Ashlee entered the dining room. Elvis caught sight of Lela beside Sylvester and Michael and

he thought, before snapping

been punished enough. Can't you spare him? After all, we're still

sneered. "Family? Family that pushed me to

crossed Elvis's face before he looked

to say about your

wanted to kill Sylvester for the Gomez' inheritance. He's not

one you like the most. But now..." Hearing this, Ashlee's face darkened. She turned her head and took a deep

brother to me that

raised an eyebrow and glanced at Ashlee. His aunt's perspective was quite interesting. Perhaps it was worth a quick

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