Chapter 703:

The private kitchen specialized in pre-ordered dishes, with no menu to guide the selections.

Oliver, eager to contribute, quickly introduced another dish. “This is matsutake mushroom tofu egg soup,” he explained, gesturing toward a bowl.

The delicately sliced tofu strands formed an intricate, cloud-like sphere, gently bobbing in the clear broth like a piece of edible art.

Carrie’s gaze snapped to him, her expression frosty. “Aren’t you here to eat?” Turning to Kristopher, she added, “I can manage on my own, Mr. Norris. I don’t need your help.”

Oh?” Kristopher interjected, a sly glint in his eye as he glanced briefly at Daxton. “You don’t like it when others help you with your food?”

“That’s correct,” Carrie replied flatly, her tone laced with irritation.

a beat, Kristopher retrieved both bowls he and Daxton had served her,

like it, so as a courtesy—considering our past—I’ll save you the trouble

interjected, his tone neutral but firm. “It doesn’t matter who eats it, as long as it’s not

chuckle escaping him as he directed a pointed comment at Daxton. “I never quite understood what people meant by calling someone two-faced. But today,

had misjudged Daxton once, even involving her brother to disrupt his date with

said, her voice tinged with reproach, “aren’t you too old to speak like

added with a touch of sarcasm, “Besides, if we go by family hierarchy, Daxton is technically my cousin’s son. As his

lost in stories

“What? He’s your nephew?” Her expression shifted quickly to one

ex, and Daxton was the ex’s relative. Her brother no longer had any competition. Wasn’t Carrie definitely

wasn’t about to let Kristopher gain

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