Married in a Flash Embarking on the Journey to Wealth

Chapter 400

Leslie remained silent as he grabbed the red apron from the wall and draped it over his head. “Come over here and help me tie it,” he beckoned.

“But… aren’t we supposed to entertain the guests outside?” Aurelia asked.

“They can fend for themselves,” Leslie replied before turning his back to Aurelia, allowing her to tie the apron.

“Oh,” Aurelia murmured as she tied the apron, slyly asking, “Is Ms. Whitlock feeling better now?”

“I had Jessica and Maria help her with the wound. It’s not appropriate for a guy to do it,” Leslie explained.

“Yeah.” Aurelia nodded. Though she wasn’t sure why she was feeling pleased about it.

do?” Leslie asked.

“What should]

“Let’s rinse the rice, and let’s cook a bit extra. We have a lot of people today. They’re mostly guys, and they eat a lot,” Aurelia instructed.

While Aurelia gave instructions and continued cooking, Leslie simply helped her on the

side.

Meanwhile, Cynthia, who already had her wound tended to, was desolately looking at the bandage.

Then, during a water break, she slipped into the kitchen and peeked at Leslie amid the

hustle and bustle.

the rice. Then,

Leslie’s hand first.

seemed like there was no room for anyone

this, Cynthia turned

sound of the door

a call,” Daniel said

Chapter 400

about it. It happened so suddenly,” Cynthia calmly replied.

of Mr. Synder’s team. We should have basic problem- solving skills,” Daniel said seriously.

Xenos?” Cynthia frowned. “Are

would I do it on purpose? I drove here for over an hour, and I ended up getting injured like

you. But it might not be me next

smiled and said, “Mr. Xenos, are those your words, or Mr. Synder’s? Or did Aurelia say something? I think

her but didn’t say anything more. Then, he turned back to the

Cynthia’s smile instantly disappeared as she gazed at the distant

was born to be superior, so why should she compare herself to an ordinary woman like Aurelia? She was inherently more noble

matter wasn’t

said, “Ms. Whitlock, it’s time to eat. Is your wound okay now?”

said… nothing,” Cynthia hesitated before limping closer to

Cynthia with some hesitation too and wondered

told

and continued, “Ms. Simmons, let’s eat first. Thank you

sensing something strange in Cynthia’s words. However, she couldn’t pinpoint what

for dinner, so it was natural