Chapter 210 The Bet

Brittany was struck by an idea at Daniel's words. "How about we make a bet? If the scrambled eggs you cook are so good that I eat five plates, then I lose. But if I don’t eat five plates, you lose."

Daniel knew Brittany was trying to set him up, but he didn’t mind and asked with a grin, "Since it’s a bet, there should be stakes, right?"

Hooked, Brittany quickly laid out her terms. "Whoever loses has to agree to do one thing the winner says, no matter what it is."

"Okay!" Daniel agreed readily.

As they prepared to wager, Amelia quickly intervened. "If you two want to bet, take it home! Daniel, come into the kitchen and teach me how to cook this lobster."

Without further ado, Amelia dragged Daniel into the kitchen.

Upon entering, Daniel was amazed. This was no ordinary roadside establishment’s kitchen—it was pristine, far cleaner than many home kitchens.

Brittany followed them in, arms crossed, glaring at Daniel derisively. "Country boy, go on, show us what you've got! I want to see if you can actually cook lobster. Just don’t hurt yourself trying to kill it, okay?"

Brittany couldn't believe that this country boy could cook. In her eyes, Daniel was simply useless at everything.

starting to work on the lobster. His movements were swift, and soon

care about the heat as she snipped off a leg and tasted the flavor right off the shell. "This is so delicious! Even the taste on the

in her typical fashion, she scoffed. "As if this country bumpkin could make tasty lobster—it’s probably just the seasoning on the shell that’s good. The meat itself is bound to be tough and chewy. If you don’t believe me, cousin, you should try

prepared by a country boy could taste better than Amelia’s, whom she adored. Every time she visited Amelia’s

appeared white and springy. She took a bite, first savoring the perfect blend of seasonings that created a robust flavor burst,

lobster was outstanding, and Daniel’s cooking was beyond

face, Brittany instinctively assumed the lobster must be horrible.

"Heh!"

Chapter 210 The Bet

make a bet? If the scrambled eggs you cook are so good that I eat five plates, then I lose. But if I don’t eat five plates, you

knew Brittany was trying to set him up, but he didn’t mind and asked

laid out her terms. "Whoever loses has to agree to do one thing the winner

"Okay!" Daniel agreed readily.

take it home! Daniel, come into the

Amelia dragged Daniel into the

entering, Daniel was amazed. This was no ordinary roadside establishment’s kitchen—it was pristine, far cleaner than many home

arms crossed, glaring at Daniel derisively. "Country boy, go on, show us what you've got! I want

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