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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.

rice. Then, upon spotting Aurelia getting splashed with oil, he immediately shielded her with his

Leslie’s hand first.

seemed like there was no room for anyone else outside of themselves.

witnessing this, Cynthia turned

sound of the door opening

Daniel said from a few

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

of Mr. Synder’s team. We should have basic problem- solving

mean, Mr. Xenos?” Cynthia frowned. “Are you trying to suggest

an hour, and I ended up

it might not be me next time.

words, or Mr. Synder’s? Or did Aurelia say something? I think there’s been a misunderstanding. I had no idea about your dinner gathering

anything more. Then, he turned

disappeared as she

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

Cynthia, this matter

Aurelia opened the glass door and said, “Ms. Whitlock, it’s time to eat. Is your wound okay now?”

Leslie said… nothing,” Cynthia hesitated before limping closer

looked at Cynthia with some

told

glanced at Aurelia and continued, “Ms. Simmons, let’s eat first. Thank you for

furrowed her brows, sensing something strange in Cynthia’s words. However, she couldn’t pinpoint what exactly was odd about

for dinner, so