Rural Belle & Three Heirs by Harper Hall

Chapter 257 Mr. Martin Is Really Happy

Hearing Stanley guess that Chloe was planning a surprise for him, Grant's face lit up with joy.

He smiled and said, "If it's really a surprise, I can't wait!"

When Grant got off work in the evening, he intentionally stayed in the office a bit longer to finish up some tasks. By the time he arrived home, it was already past seven o'clock.

The housekeeper had laid out a full spread of dishes on the dining table. Chloe was sitting at the table playing on her phone, while Mia stood beside her with a pained expression.

Seeing Mia's troubled face, Grant walked over, puzzled.

"Mia, what's up?" he asked casually.

Mia quickly replied, "Mr. Martin, I'm fine. It's just that tonight's dinner was made by Miss Davis. You could have your meal with Miss Davis first..."

With that, Mia hurriedly left the dining room.

Chloe scooted over to Grant, her face beaming with pride. "Grantie, I got out of school early today and had nothing to do, so I made dinner for you. Try it and see how it is."

Hearing that Chloe had made dinner, Grant's eyes moved to the dining table. He felt a surge of delight; Chloe had indeed given him a surprise.

It was the first time he would be eating a meal cooked by Chloe.

And to be fair, the dinner looked quite sumptuous.

There were dishes from the Northwest region and a steak. The steak she had cooked looked pretty good in terms of color and aroma, but Grant had no idea how it tasted.

Chloe placed a piece of steak in front of Grant. "Grantie, I cooked this steak myself. Mia said you don't like it too well-done, so I cooked it a bit rare. Try it and see how it is." Grant couldn't bear to refuse Chloe's good intentions.

picked up the knife and fork, ready to dig in, but no matter how much he sawed at the

and grabbed a sharp knife, quickly slicing the steak open. She then forked a bloody

stared at the bloody steak, unsure whether to open his mouth or keep

steak that wasn't too well-done, but medium-rare

by Chloe's steak, it

this steak was no different from eating

on, try it..." Chloe was completely oblivious to her poor cooking

soon as the steak entered his mouth, a strong taste of blood

full of excitement, asked, "Grantie, how's my

"It's...

made chicken soup for you. I simmered it for nearly three hours. Grantie, try my chicken soup." Chloe quickly grabbed a bowl and ladled some chicken soup

well-made, with a clear broth

Grant eagerly drank the soup. As soon as it hit his taste buds,

soup? It

saltiness was overwhelming, making up for all the salt Grant hadn't

eyes,

him thickly sliced potatoes, half-cooked vegetables, and even baked

to peek at the dining table. When they saw Grant methodically devouring the

Martin is truly remarkable, eating half a piece of rare

amazing. He's already had three bowls of that salty chicken soup." "No, Mr. Martin's

Mia

turned and left, riding

medicine for stomach issues or food

eating, he was bound to

was the

night, Chloe lay in bed, feeling