The Promise of Happiness novel Atalie and Samuel

Chapter 246 

If I take off the mask, will Samuel be able to distinguish me from Yara? Previously, I‘ve also met Yara at the Bowers residence. Was there something between Samuel and her? 

Seeing that she was aggrieved and unconvinced, Samuel stared at her and inquired, “Do you feel wronged?” 

“No.” 

“But you don‘t seem to be very happy.” Ruffling with her hair, the man queried in a deep voice, “Does the wound hurt? Or is there something on your mind?” 

Since Natalie did not want to talk about Yara, she mentioned her purpose of coming downstairs, “Nothing. I‘m just hungry.” 

Instantaneously, Billy understood and responded respectfully, “Mr. Bowers, I‘ll ask the kitchen to prepare some food.” 

“There‘s no need for that,” Samuel interrupted him. “I‘ll cook something myself. This week, I‘ll stay in Livingsfill. I‘ve already explained to you about the matters in Dellmoor. Handle them properly.” 

In response, Billy nodded. 

“Yes, Mr. Bowers.” 

After Billy left, Samuel headed to the small kitchen of the mansion. 

There were two kitchens in the mansion. The servants would work in the large kitchen, most of which were used during banquets. Meanwhile, the small kitchen was only for the house owners. Although the servants would not go to the small kitchen often, they would restock the ingredients in the refrigerator from time to time. Hence, there were a variety of ingredients in it. 

his back. “You know how to cook?” she queried.

her a faint smile. “Stand there. I‘ll be quick so that you can

ground beef, onions, and a

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he mixed the tomato paste with the meat and seasoned it with salt and pepper. After simmering for fifteen minutes, he served them on top

instant, a savory aroma

on the table,

the woman complimented his cooking skills

“Nat, try it.” 

“Okay? 

Immediately, she was

is so

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spaghetti was too appetizing, she got carried away

came from outside the dining room.

heard Samuel brought a woman here. Let me have a

Please let me report to Mr. Bowers first.”

or else

“Mr. Yelverton—” 

was devouring the spaghetti, the owner of the voice entered the

caught