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.

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

had reached his limit. "If you keep this up, I'll have to

not like I'll starve to death. At most, my recovery might be delayed, but honestly, I don't

blasé attitude drove Peter mad. But Debra had already predicted this outcome. No matter how much

all, Drake was taking a nap. No one could risk interrupting

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

think. "I suppose I'll have steak, filet mignon to be precise, along

Peter was taken

a life-threatening fever,

hold-up? You heard me, didn't

himself. He'd get back at

with the staff.

if

to her, "Ms. I t

pushing like

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point," Debra said

and Drake hadn't made any effort

will