Chapter 417:

None of them had the slightest clue what to do with these ingredients.

All three watched as Brenna expertly carved a slice from the tuna.

“Stop pretending you know anything about these ingredients,” Isabella said sarcastically. She knew Brenna better than the others. “You’re just faking it. You’ve never eaten this before. The Barretts could never afford stuff like this. There’s no way you actually know what you’re doing.”

Brenna let out a cold laugh and brushed off Isabella’s jab. “These ingredients are high-quality. We don’t need to do much. We can season it with salt and pepper, just like we usually do with lamb.”

Isabella, Sabine, and Fay burst into laughter. Isabella’s laugh was the loudest. “Quit pretending you know everything, alright? If you don’t know what you’re doing, just say so. Why put on an act?”

Sabine snorted, narrowing her eyes with disdain. “You almost had us fooled. You looked like you eat tuna every day. But it turns out you’re just treating the tuna like lamb. That’s hilarious.”

eyebrow. “Do you know how to handle

Ever since she learned Brenna was the Harper family’s daughter, she had carried a deep envy. Today,

admitted. “But at least I’m not faking it like you. No matter what you do, you’ll never compare to Miss Hewitt. She can actually help Mr. Mitchell with

sliced the tuna, but

texture. She diced the tuna into perfect two-centimeter cubes, then scooped up spices with a tasting spoon, sniffed each one carefully, and added them to the marinade with

never served this. But at the Harpers’, I’ve eaten it a few times. I’ve watched the chefs prepare

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others, “Listen to her brag! A few

tuna master.

“You just like to pretend you’re impressive. With the Harpers’ money, you can fake everything. But you can’t

perfect face of

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