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?”

the wheels in his mind turning slowly. “Uh, it looks like something you’d feed to a pet

into her plate, wishing

Barnaby off the hook. “There’s more in the pot. Help

lied, eyes darting from Hull to Susanna, silently cursing her culinary

tone leaving no room

realizing he couldn’t refuse. As he trudged toward the kitchen, Silas said, “Susanna made it herself. You better appreciate it. No

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

mouthfuls of pasta she could barely stomach. She knew she’d be

heap suspiciously. How could

at Susanna, who was soldiering through her plate.

trying one last time to avoid the inevitable. Looking at that mess, Hull wouldn’t touch it, but if Barnaby did, it would definitely give us away. He’d struggle

Hearing Susanna’s