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

Leslie’s hand first.

there was no room for anyone else outside of themselves.

witnessing this, Cynthia turned away and walked to the

sound of the door opening caught her

a call,” Daniel

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it. It happened

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

Cynthia frowned. “Are you trying to

I do it on purpose? I drove here for over an hour, and I ended up getting injured like this. Why would I do it for no reason?”

me next time.

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

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

Daniel left, Cynthia’s smile instantly disappeared as she gazed at the distant sun.

superior, so why should she compare herself to an ordinary woman like

Cynthia, this matter wasn’t over

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

nothing,” Cynthia hesitated before limping closer

with some hesitation too and wondered what

told her.

Simmons, let’s eat first. Thank you for helping

words. However,

for dinner, so it