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.

he and Daxton had served her, placing them before

confidence, he smirked. “You said you don’t like it, so as a courtesy—considering

Carrie could retort, Daxton interjected, his tone neutral but firm. “It

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

the table, Marina’s guilt surged. She had misjudged Daxton once, even involving her brother to disrupt his date with Carrie. Now, Kristopher’s words only deepened her

with reproach, “aren’t you too old to speak like that about someone else? It’s not

touch of sarcasm, “Besides, if we

lost in stories on

widened in surprise. “What? He’s your nephew?” Her expression shifted quickly to

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

wasn’t about to let Kristopher gain

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