Chapter 1782

After she finished singing her own praises, Sheila hurriedly went back to the kitchen.

After setting down his fishing gear, Arnold lazily settled himself on the couch, waiting for his pot roast.

In no time, Sheila emerged from the kitchen with a bowl of rice and pot roast. The meat was so tender that it practically fell apart when touched by a fork.

“Dad, give it a taste. How is it? I just learned to make this for you.” Sheila coaxed him.

Arnold, ravished by hunger, didn’t think twice. He picked up the pot roast, blew on it to cool it down, and took a mouthful.

It wasn’t bad at all.

“Well, you do have a knack for cooking. In the future, you should help your mom

initially pleased by her father’s praise, frowned at the mention of

you have any favorite dishes, I can learn to cook them for you from time to time. But if you’re asking me to cook every day, I just can’t do it. I

auditions irked Arnold. “You’re still thinking about acting? What did I tell you on the phone? Get a down-to-earth job and stop dreaming about being a

famous, remember? You were happy then.

Blanchet family. Who would dare go against the Blanchets to support you? Even if you do have a chance to regain your fame, one word from the Blanchets

matter now. Besides, I hear Ellinor’s husband, Mr. Blanchet, disappeared years ago. Ellinor is just a widow in the Blanchet family. Without Mr. Blanchet, the Blanchets hold no regard for Ellinor. Dad, you’ve supported Ellinor for years, but when it comes down

situation, was taken aback

me the drama. If you want to act, then act. But the day you

her mother, Tracy, who had

are they?! Where are they?! Where are those two women?! I didn’t see anyone at the door.” Tracy bustled in, not noticing that her

to draw

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