Married at First Sight novel (Serenity and Zachary York)

Married At First Sight Chapter 3914 Chapter 3914

out."

"The York family and the Bucham family share a very close bond," Rosie added, her tone carrying a touch of admiration. "The Buchams are renowned for their incredibly powerful information network. If you tried to investigate Tatum, it wouldn't take long for them to figure it Elora fell silent, her expression thoughtful.

The rest of the Ormond family exchanged glances, their surprise palpable. Who would've thought their chef-a seemingly ordinary cook-was actually the Sixth Young Master of the York family? "The Sixth Young Master of the York family came to our home just to work as a chef?" one of the elders finally murmured, still processing the revelation. "And the York elders allowed it?" another chimed in, incredulous.

Rosie smiled knowingly. "The York family elders are famously open-minded. That's the kind of environment where extraordinary people thrive. They don't impose unnecessary restrictions, and it shows. Look at Tatum-his skills, his demeanor, his humility. It's no wonder he turned out to be so exceptional. He's a product of both his family's strong values and their freedom to grow." Meanwhile, Tatum's little fans-Angelo and Alonzo had no interest in the adults' musings. Angelo tugged on Elora's sleeve, his voice impatient. "Sister, where's Brother Tatum? Can we start eating now?"

Alonzo nodded in agreement. "Yeah, we're hungry. It's cold outside, and hot pot is perfect for this weather."

innocence and ruffled their hair. "You two only care about food, huh? Don't worry, everything's ready. The meat and

some meat, shrimp, and vegetables, setting the tone for everyone else

reached for the public chopsticks, selecting a bit of food to taste. She chewed thoughtfully and then glanced at Elora. "Is there extra soup? This broth is incredible—I'd love a bowl." Elora

around the table shifted quickly. While the Ormonds were

took precedence. Whatever questions lingered about the York family's young master faded

and work as a chef, the Ormonds decided to respect that. In their home, he wasn't the Sixth Young Master York-he

eaten their fill and lingered around the table, Elora decided it was time for a

later, the two strolled through the snowy courtyard. The servants had cleared the main path, but the snow still clung to the sides, forming thick, pristine banks. As they walked, the silence between them was peaceful, broken only by the soft crunch of snow beneath

I just didn't think it was necessary to bring it up. Whenever you

anything. Honestly, even if you had told me upfront that you were the Sixth Young Master of the York