My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

Chapter 793

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Sean sighed, looking at Lewis with a calm, almost genteel expression. "Mr. Horton, I get it, truly. I know this might annoy you, but I really, truly am just here for a meal."

He then turned to Keira. "Ms. Olsen, if I had any other intentions, I would have pursued you back in Oceanion. Besides, I've gone from being an eighty-pound skeleton to a whole 120 pounds because of your cooking—you should know me better than anyone."

Keira blinked. "I… practically raised him."

The way he put it sounded odd to her somehow. She frowned, considering. "Once a week, like before. Just like Oceanion. But, I'll be heading out of town soon, so I may not have time to cook."

Sean's assistant jumped in, "Ms. Olsen, are you going somewhere? We could tag along! Without you, our young master will starve to death!"

Keira raised an eyebrow.

Lewis scowled, not liking the way this sounded one bit. A strange tension settled in his chest. He had a little sense of urgency here.

been bothered. Ryan, with his praying beads and all, was practically monk-like and clearly had no

to Sean. "Couldn't your family send a chef to train

they follow your methods precisely, something's just missing. Our young master has the palate of a hound, so he can tell right away when it's just not right—makes him

him a calm

not a dog, sir. Your sense of taste is just more sensitive…than any dog could ever

an imposition. How about this: if you ever need anything, I'm at your

assistant immediately chirped in, "Ms. Olsen, that's a big promise. Our young master here is known to be the smartest man alive! Genius-level IQ. It's said that if it weren't for

pointed

looking sheepish. Sean met Keira's eyes. "But he's not wrong. You

small nod, considering him. "Alright."

wanted to bow in gratitude, but the moment he rose, his legs wobbled, and he

with concern. "You look half-starved. I'll go

a grateful nod. "I'd appreciate it,

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