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.

rich. Plus, I

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

a few meals. It's not like I'll

mad. But Debra had already predicted this outcome. No matter how

a nap.

asked, "What would you

suppose I'll have steak, filet mignon to be precise,

pounds?" Peter was

girl, fresh out of a life-threatening fever,

You heard

He'd get back at

stormed off with

if

I t you to Mr.

pushing like

We

point," Debra said

passed, and Drake hadn't made

will

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