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. Plus, I

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

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

No

Drake was taking a nap.

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

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

pounds?" Peter was taken

a life-threatening fever, asked for two pounds of

the hold-up? You heard

himself. He'd get back at her once Drake

stormed off with the

if

to her, "Ms. I t you to

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the point,"

hadn't made any effort

will