Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right by Czy Season

Chapter 637

Chapter 637

Peter recalled Drake's orders and swallowed his rage. He turned to the maids and ordered, "Switch it."

"Yes, sir." The maids left, returning moments later with steak.

Debra poked at it halfheartedly with her knife and fork before wrinkling her nose in disinterest. "Too greasy. Where did you find this chef? How does Mr. Lowe stand such low-quality food? Change it." Peter clenched his jaw, fighting to keep his composure. He barked at the maids, "What are you waiting for? Change it."

"This is premium tuna."

"Fish is a trigger food. Are you trying to make me sicker?"

"These are French-baked snails."

"I don't eat bugs."

"Sautéed greens."

"Too plain."

Finally, the maids placed a roasted lamb leg in front of Debra.

an eyebrow. "Too rich. Plus, I don't eat

keep this up, I'll have to report this

skip a few meals. It's not like I'll starve to death.

drove Peter mad. But Debra had already predicted this outcome. No matter how much she messed around, Peter wouldn't dare do

nap. No one could

a polite smile, Peter asked, "What would you like

to be precise, along with toast, foie gras, and plum sauce. Oh, the filet should be two pounds

pounds?" Peter was

kind of girl, fresh out of a life-threatening fever, asked for two pounds of

You heard me,

he restrained himself. He'd

with the

if

t you to Mr.

pushing like

We

the point," Debra

passed, and Drake hadn't made any

will