Dear Sweetheart novel

Chapter 507

Kristie slumped on the couch. She was bored out of her mind flipping through the channels on the television and peeping into the kitchen.

This weirdo’s cooking skills seem deft.

About half an hour later, Samson served the dishes in the dining area. “Ms. Winton, the food is ready.”

As the irresistible smell filled the air, Kristie hurriedly got up and strode toward the dining table.

When she saw that it was pork chop with cream sauce, her stomach started rumbling.

Samson passed her a fork and urged, “Have a bite.”

“It smells good, but I’m sure it tastes bad.” Kristie scoffed, “You’d better start packing and get ready to leave.”

Then, she had a piece of piping hot pork chop.

It was unexpectedly delicious! The insults she was ready to hurl at him immediately turned into compliments. “Wow! This is superb! Hang on… Why does it taste exactly the same as the food you ordered for me the last time?”

Kristie took another bite and confirmed that the food tasted just like the one she had before. At that instant, she shot Samson a death stare and bellowed, “I can’t believe that you ordered take-out and pretended you cooked it! Shame on you!”

“I was here the entire time. How could I have ordered food delivery?”

Kristie was stumped by his question. She pointed at the window next to the kitchen and claimed, “I bet they were outside, and you used a rope to collect the food from them discreetly. Otherwise, how do you explain the identical tastes of the food I’ve tasted both times?”

Left with no choice, Samson told her the truth. “I know that you’re a picky eater, so I told a lie. The dish you had the last time was also prepared by yours truly. “

“Did I ever say that I’m a picky eater?” Kristie was fuming.

“Mr. Faymon told me that.”

What?

Upset, Kristie sulked as she ate her food.

How dare Curt tell this old fellow everything! He even arranged for him to take care of me without seeking my opinion first!

Samson took a chair and sat beside her, asking, “How is it? Can I stay?”

“Hmph!” As much as Kristie wanted to reject him, she knew she did not like Larissa’s cooking. Hence, she snorted coldly, ignored him, and continued eating the pork chop.

her to finish her food

down

can stay and cook whatever I demand. You’re not allowed in my

Samson acknowledged. “Anything else?”

me tell you something. My boyfriend is incredibly strong. He can knock you

Samson’s expression darkened. “Since when?” he asked in a cold

to know is he’s not one

did you know him? What’s his name?” His gaze

Kristie

I won’t cook for

me your attitude! You’re just a bodyguard hired by Curt.

point, Samson was still glaring at her and holding her

super impressive. I’m

hearing that, Samson

and the latter

out of your wits now? Try it again, and my boyfriend won’t let

chuckled. “Your boyfriend

if you’re terrified?” Kristie widened her eyes and huffed in anger. “Are you assuming that I

proceeded to clean up the table. He asked, “Would you like some cream puffs?

I want

“Okay.”

chin on her hands as she watched the man

does

…

hastily took a cab to Faymon

information from Curtis. At the same time, Samson also wanted Carl to tell Curtis about Rayna’s arrest. Surprisingly, Carl did as he said without asking

his head, completely baffled. “Isn’t he one of Mr. Curtis’ men? Why doesn’t he ask Mr. Curtis

the cab pulled over by

looked at Carl in the passenger seat. “Hey kiddo, you’ve arrived at

“Thank you, Mr. Driver.”

the cab.

a receptionist approached him and

you, Miss.” His eyes curved into a crescent when he smiled. “You’re not only beautiful, but you’re also

elevator and swiped the access card. “The elevator will bring you straight to the correct floor. It won’t stop along the way, so I won’t be going up with

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