Chapter 369 Cooking Skills

Armand was getting tired from working. He freshened himself up a bit before leaving with Timothy. Timothy had already booked a table at Golden Restaurant. Their food arrived soon after they reached and they began eating while chatting. Timothy poured some wine for Armand. “Are you still not done with this whole ignoring act you have going on? It’s been a month. Don’t overdo it.

She may get angry and actually start ignoring you too.” Armand glared at him. “Don’t talk while you eat.” “Okay, okay. I’ll shut up,” Timothy said, afraid of getting beaten up. When they were almost done, the owner of the restaurant placed a cake down in front of Armand. It was iced rather neatly, and it had “Happy Birthday” written on it in icing too. “Happy birthday, Mr. Faulkner.” Armand nodded. “Thank you.” He cut himself a slice of cake and took a bite. He had only just begun to chew when he frowned at how dry it was. It was clearly on a rather different level from the rest of the dishes on the table.

as Armand took a bite. He frowned and put his fork down. He raised his eyebrow and asked, “Is it that bad? Looks like your wife’s cooking skills aren’t that great after all.” Armand looked at him. “Genevieve made this?” “Yeah. Didn’t she tell you?” Timothy asked as he poured himself more tea to drink. “Jojo said that Genevieve came here in the morning to learn how to make a cake from the pastry chef here. She left once she made it

eat your food.” “All right, all right.” Timothy figured that Genevieve could give Armand a whole ten-course meal of her strange cooking and he would still eat it expressionlessly. The two of them finished by around eight o’clock. Armand checked his watch. Steven was probably still waiting for Genevieve at the airport. He asked Timothy to drop him off at

the living room was still engulfed in darkness. The house seemed empty, but

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