Chapter 0061

Violet, who was quietly preparing her own meal, overheard their discussion. Lucius had recognized her as Agatha, and despite his hate for her, he still sought medical attention for her and even gave her days off. It

demonstrated his human side.

She considered doing something in return. Knowing that his poor eating habits caused unease among everyone, she decided to act, partly for her own peace of mind.

Selecting a few basic items from the refrigerator, she tossed them before the chefs, suggesting, “Just make

something simple for him?”

The chefs looked at her doubtfully, then skeptically.

“Are you insulting us? We’re award-winning chefs! Master Lucius hired us to cook sophisticated dishes, not simple ones,” one of them responded, visibly offended.

The head chef, in a fit of annoyance, swept the ingredients off the table.

With a helpless shrug, Violet commented, “Suit yourselves.”

She had made her suggestion; the decision was theirs to make. After finishing her breakfast, Violet went out to the lawn.

She returned for lunch at two o’clock, having put in extra work during the cooler hours of the morning, which allowed her a longer break in the afternoon.

the study caught her attention. Several plates flew out of

back, and narrowly avoided a

the study’s entrance, George and the head chef

with impatience, echoed from inside. “Do it right, or

was evident that his work-related stress had

observing the scene, shook

chef now appeared deflated, as if he were going to

fearful

to the kitchen. She selected a few more ingredients, and advised the chefs, “Follow my

shock from

after enduring Lucius’s criticisms, none of the chefs

cooking, fearful that these

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few simple dishes, she presented them to the chefs and suggested, “If Lucius gets angry, just say that I was

chefs, uncertain at first, ultimately decided to

Violet stretched and made her

bed in fear. She recalled a time when Lucius had criticized her cooking. If he found the meal unsatisfactory this time, she feared the chefs would blame her. This thought made her regret involving herself

she cautiously went downstairs

was quiet. No dishes had been thrown out. Her relief grew when

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