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.

slender fingers were weaving through the water as he rinsed the rice. Then, upon spotting Aurelia getting splashed with oil, he immediately shielded her with his hand.

Leslie’s hand first.

no room for anyone else outside of

this, Cynthia turned away

the sound of the door opening caught

call,” Daniel said from a few steps away.

Chapter 400

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

Synder’s team. We should

Cynthia frowned.

on purpose? I drove here for over an hour, and I ended up getting

might not be me next time. So, take care of

words, or Mr. Synder’s? Or did Aurelia say something? I think there’s been a misunderstanding.

glanced at her but didn’t say anything more. Then, he

disappeared as she gazed at the distant

she compare herself to an ordinary woman like Aurelia? She was inherently more noble

this matter wasn’t over

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

hesitated before limping closer to Aurelia.

some hesitation too

had told

continued, “Ms. Simmons, let’s eat first. Thank you for helping entertain us

words. However, she couldn’t pinpoint what exactly

for dinner, so it