Chapter 811 Don’t You Have Hands?

Mateo’s face fell. Just as he was about to turn her down, he looked up and saw Crayson staring sternly at him. Left with no choice, he rose and sat down on the chair beside it.

Just then, Matthew took off his apron and shuffled toward them from the kitchen. “Come on, Master Iron. I’ve reserved a seat for you.” Eleanor patted the seat beside her with a bright smile. “Don’t you think I treat you well?”

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She was trying to mock Veronica, who was seated across from her. “Thanks, Your Highness.” Matthew didn’t mind it

having lunch.” Hayley never came down to join them. Those who

was proactive during the conversation, and there didn’t seem to be any hostility going on between them.

person who could perfectly hide all her emotions

devoured it, she gave Matthew a thumbs-up. “You certainly live up to your name as my master. The fish is palatable as it’s fragrant, tender, and slightly sweet. I

as he had never expected it to be so good, but he still pretended to be calm. “Is it delicious? I think it’s average, though. Let me think. Oh, it’s not spicy enough.

spices, and they expected the food served to them to be spicy. However, not

stew it with spring onions and carrots. After that, he added a handful of coriander and let it simmer.

a taste, then said to Matthew, “Your cooking skills are

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