hapter 154 The Third Wheel

Chapter 154 The Third Wheel

Cedric also managed to lift his head amidst his busyness, the noodles in his mouth not yet swallowed, hastily giving a thumbs up: "Ms. Stark, it's really delicious. I didn't expect your cooking skills to be so good, you could even open a noodle shop." He wasn't exaggerating, this tomato pasta was too delicious!

The two of them were going back and forth, until Blake couldn't take it anymore. He slammed the table and stood up, extending his hand towards the rebellious girl with a resentful tone, "Mya, where's mine?"

Calvin didn't do it like him, but that expression, it meant the same as Blake's.

What about him?

First, he was not there.

He was not there for the second time.

It should have been his turn for the third time, right?

Myrna raised an eyebrow, her bright eyes sweeping over the two of them. She slapped Blake's hand away, her voice cold and curt, "In the kitchen, get it yourself."

Blake: ...

Calvin....

his thin

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indeed impressive. A simple tomato pasta satisfied several men

The meal was finished.

help but exclaim, "Mya, you should consider opening a noodle shop with your skills, right next to Mr. Larson's hot pot restaurant. With your skills, wow, it would be the best in Melcester." Myrna was only responsible for making pasta, not washing dishes. Upon hearing this, she casually looked up and said, "Forget

She was too lazy.

she didn't like to cook. Chopping and washing vegetables was too

little one here today, it was

and came out of the kitchen. His tall figure was strikingly handsome. He was loosely wrapped in an apron, which somehow... exuded a hint of sexy temptation

had washed the bowl and

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"Uh... okay."

why he took on the task of washing dishes voluntarily, after all, Mr. Larson was a man who never lifted a finger. But now, seeing him with three buttons of his shirt undone, his collar slightly open, looking like a good homely man,

a glance at his sister's

gaze mainly on Myrna. His voice was slightly hoarse as he asked, "Do you want some watermelon? I can

looking at the little

uncle, pouted, and

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