Facade of Love

Chapter 153

Chapter 153 Madam Young’s Crisis

Phone in hand, I hesitated, stealing a glance at Sweety before asking, “Where are you?”

“In the old manor.”

“Got it,” I replied. “I’ll swing by soon. Hang tight, okay?”

Emily hummed in response.

I ended the call and faced Sweety, feeling a twinge of guilt. Before I could explain, she scrunched up her face and asked, “Yvette, are you ditching me to see someone else again?”

Her pout was hard to resist, but I managed to say with a suppressed chuckle, “Madam Young’s up and craving mushroom soup. Emily can’t cook to save her life, so she asked for my help. Madam Young’s

family, and she’s in the hospital–I can’t just ignore that.”

Sweety’s face fell, and she let out a drawn–out ‘ohh‘ before adding, “Emily? Mr. Young’s wife?”

I nodded, rummaging through my bag for keys.

“And?” she prodded. “Is she nice? Pretty?”

gem–beautiful, kind, smart, and a breeze to get along

I just think Mr. Young is such a charming gentleman, so his wife has to be amazing, right? How else could she match up to

her, “Just because Liam saved you once, he’s

the conversation, nudging me along. “Okay, okay, off you go.

them wait.”

Manor. Emily was bustling around the kitchen with two plump chefs trailing behind her.

a simple mushroom soup, which somehow had both chefs scratching

I greeted Emily.

beaming. “Yvette, you made it! I’ve

soup right with the chefs, but it just doesn’t taste

at

were pretty good, and then I added a bit of potato starch

After a tentative sip, she paused, then admitted, “It’s

delicious.”

as sharp as they used to be. MSG should increase the flavor so that she’ll taste more

lot. Next time, I can whip it up grandma myself, and we won’t

for

small smile, about to say that grandma could call on me for soup anytime, but then reality hit me—I was

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