Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 488

He squinted at the dish before Susanna, trying to make sense of it. Finally, he gave up and asked, “Boss, what are you eating? It looks like something out of a Halloween prank!”

Susanna sighed, her patience wearing thin.

Enzo and Silas exchanged glances, thinking the same thing: Barnaby was a real piece of work.

“Seriously, Barnaby would make a perfect comic relief if Finley ever goes on some wild adventure through Muliba Desert,” Enzo muttered as he moved to sit in the corner, wisely distancing himself.

Susanna glanced at her pasta, questioning if Barnaby was out of his mind. Could anyone really be that clueless?

Hull shot Barnaby a stern look. “Why don’t you tell us, what does it look like to you, then?”

turning slowly. “Uh, it looks like something you’d feed

into her plate, wishing she could

the hook. “There’s more in

cringed at the idea. “I’m not hungry,” he lied, eyes darting from Hull to Susanna,

insisted, his tone leaving no

and nodded, realizing he couldn’t refuse. As he trudged toward the kitchen, Silas said, “Susanna made it herself. You better appreciate it.

stomach sank. The message was loud and clear. Like it or not, he had to eat

pasta she could barely stomach. She knew she’d be next in line for Hull’s wrath if

pot, eyeing the unappetizing heap suspiciously. How could anyone mess up pasta

who

at that mess, Hull wouldn’t touch

Hearing Susanna’s