Mr. Lowell specially asked someone to prepare the kitchen for her. All the ingredients had been prepared as well but she would have to come up with the recipe on her own.

"I won't make things difficult for you, Miss Zais. It'd be harsh on you if I'd asked you to recreate everything on the menu. How about this? You can pick one dish that you're confident in recreating. I'll leave the kitchen to you. We'll wait outside."

"Alright then."

After that, Mr. Lowell invited Ralph and Mabie to the patio to have some tea. He was good at making tea, however, none of them knew how to drink or appreciate it properly.

Ralph was not the type to drink tea. He did not know how to appreciate it but he knew how to heap praises.

After taking a sip, he immediately said, "Good tea."

Mr. Lowell just smiled and said nothing.

Mabie was a little worried about her daughter that she was not in the mood to drink the tea. After Ralph told her about Mr. Lowell and his wife's story, she felt that the man was a devoted husband. If that store was the only memory he

had of his wife, then she understood why he did not allow anyone to renovate the store and why he had set the rent so high.

But now, she felt that he was asking too much.

Vera had never met his wife and this was the first time they had met Mr. Lowell. However, now, he had asked her to recreate the dishes on his wife's menu.

It was impossible.

Mabie knew it was too good to be true when she heard that Mr. Lowell was willing to lower the rent. It sounded more like he wanted to humiliate them.

She felt a flicker of irritation run through her and she wanted to express her thoughts. However, when the words came to her lips, she suddenly remembered her daughter's warning. Hence, she had no choice but to hold back her words.

Forget it. Her daughter was currently in the kitchen making the dish. She had to have faith in her.

If she wanted to say anything, she would say it after her daughter was done making the dish.

Ralph was unsure how many cups of tea he had drunk while waiting. Mr. Lowell kept making new batches of tea, so he decided to show him respect by drinking the tea.

It was currently winter. His body felt very warm after consuming so much tea.

he felt the need to

Who knew, maybe Miss Zais was done? However, after waiting for a few minutes, Ralph felt that he could not hold it in any longer. He could only say, "Excuse me, Mr. Lowell, Madam Levin. I drank a little too much tea.

Lowell glanced at him

"Go ahead."

speaking, he glanced at the servant next to him. The servant immediately went over to Ralph and said, "Sir, I'll show you

left,

was sitting on pins and needles. When she heard the sound, she immediately

did it go? Did it go

said, "Mom, I have soot all over me. Don't get too close to me."

do you think you did?" After that, she turned and looked at

lowered her voice and said,

that Mr. Lowell has evil intentions. He probably wants to humiliate you by

dish.

let's

е

and head back home. I'll ask your father to find a better store for you. At worst, we would have to find a place slightly

say these words now? I've already made the dish. Furthermore, if I don't let Mr. Lowell try my cooking, I wouldn't know where I stand in my

"What

ve

in you, but did you hear what he said? He wants you to recreate his wife's recipes. Do you know her? Do you know her name? How is it possible for you to

are

and nodded

already made

him the dish. Soon, a plate of fragrant and delicious pasta

little distant. However, after the

said softly, "Miss Zais, you're very

had been his wife's favorite, it meant

to have such a good eye. She actually chose to make this dish. The chefs, who came in the past, were full of confidence.

decided to make his wife's favorite plate

Mr. Lowell looked

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