Chapter 225 Cooking

He did not remove the clothes’s label, so it was hanging outside. He was humming some folk song while wearing a pink apron. There were all sorts of ingredients on the ground including vegetables and noodles. He was still cooking in the kitchen, and there were already two plates of appetizer on the dining table. He continued to cook noodles and fry some shrimps while humming. His mood seemed to be great as the corner of his lips was lifted the whole time. He turned around wanting to plate the food on the dining table, only to realize that Freya was behind him.

the table, he approached Freya and brought her to the dining

her head and replied, “No, you

in years so my skill is rusty.” He looked at her carefully as he talked, and it was obvious. that he wanted to please her. She somewhat felt

mother was busy, so that he had to cook for himself since he was eight years old. Freya was wondering what sort of work his mother was working as, that she needed his son to cook for her. She finally got her answer. A prostitute did not have a fixed working hour. Nothing was under her control in that

happened. Her father would not be someone who murdered his best friend, who was also his business partner. It was unlikely for him to break his family and kill his wife, not to mention letting his son wander off the street. It was only normal for a business man to have a trick up his sleeve. But she did not believe her father was guilty, because he would never be that ruthless.

father should have known who Nathaniel was, which was Zander’s son. If he really did murder Zander, it was impossible for him to agree on her marriage with Nathaniel. He was opposing it at the beginning, but he gave them his blessing in the end. And

a chair for her to sit down. He then brought two bowls of noodles out. There was seafood in it, and it tasted scrumptious. He was adding food to her bowl from time

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