The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In

Chapter 409 A Complicated Debt

Chapter 409 A Complicated Debt

Tessa struggled to free her face from Victor’s grip.

Yet his hand instinctively tightened. “Still trying to escape?”

Tessa huffed, “Let go of me.”

Why hadn’t he refuted what that man had said carlier?

She wriggled slightly, seeing that Victor still hadn’t released her. “It hurts…”

What was this man made of? His grip was absurdly strong—it felt like my bones were about to shatter.

Hearing her say she was in pain, Victor hesitated for a moment before finally letting go.

“Make me some salad.”

Tessa blinked. “What?”

Salad?

Victor clarified, “Fruit salad.”

Tessa was stunned.

Fruit salad–something I actually knew how to make. I had once made it for Stella when she had a fever.

Wait.

“Isn’t there a chef?”

Victor replied flatly, “She’s been dismissed.”

Tessa was speechless.

Dismissed?

Seriously? Why?

When I had first arrived, there had been no chef. So the chef had the position only for one day?

worked under Abraham–surely he wasn’t

“Why?”

No chef?

I had to start

was unbothered. “Her cooking wasn’t

it was

Tessa blurted out.

food. Almost anything tasted

turned and walked

response, Tessa

kitchen layout was fairly standard, though Victor’s

the vegetables

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A

the salad, she

phone barely rang before

voice was

asked, “What are

“Abraham drank too much. I was just

Tessa hummed in understanding.

“And you? Why the late–night

making

how to do

save her

“What, looking down on me? You’ve had my cooking

Stella was stunned.

she

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Tessa’s cooking in ages, but now that it was brought up, she muttered, “You’re

frowned. “Of

salad into

to make salad into food like soup filled

had been…

sick and craving something light.

had completely discouraged me from ever attempting to make food

had realized then–some people simply lacked the

Tessa was speechless.

call it “soup”