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.

raised an eyebrow. "Too rich.

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

a few meals. It's not like I'll starve to death. At most, my recovery might be delayed, but honestly, I

predicted this outcome. No

Drake was taking a nap. No one

a polite smile, Peter asked,

I'll have steak, filet mignon to be precise, along with toast, foie gras, and plum sauce. Oh, the filet should

Peter

of girl, fresh out of a life-threatening

hold-up? You heard me,

he restrained himself. He'd get back

stormed off with

if

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keep pushing like

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the point,"

passed, and Drake hadn't

will