Freya asked, "Mr. Sutton, are you trying to crack a dad joke here?"

Since when did she need a guy with a finicky stomach to teach her how to eat?

"You can eat less in the evening but can't skip dinner. It's easy to fall into irregular habits by eating only twice a day. From now on, you're joining me when I have dinner." "Kieran, I'm not used to having dinner. You're putting me on the spot here."

"Eat dinner regularly daily, and I'll give you a million dollars."

Freya wondered if she'd heard him wrong. A cool million just for a dinner date? Had Kieran seriously lost it?

Noticing Freya's skeptical look, Kieran frowned and asked, "Not enough?"

"How about... two million?" Freya tentatively haggled.

When she looked up and saw Kieran's expression, she knew she had overstepped.

"Fine, one million it is."

of two million. If you stick to the plan for a month, you'll easily make thirty million." Saying this, Kieran started

simple meals and was picky about his food. Only a few

to figure out how

past pickiness was all an

good or bad taste. As long as it's

times you said you wanted specific dishes, you were messing with me?" "What?" Kieran

he recalled those

overly

discourage Freya, asking for

fish, stewed meat

too soft nor too hard, and even demanding garnishes

presentation wasn't appealing.

for Freya, yet she had met his demands, gradually matching his

replied with a poker face, "Today, I'm barely managing. If you were to cook in the

shot down Kieran's suggestion, continuing to eat and saying,

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