The Wolf’s Bride by Coffee’s Tea

Chapter 687

After being embarrassed, Philip was just about to continue causing trouble when a waiter entered with freshly grilled steaks.

Seeing this, he immediately perked up.

“Come, come, here’s the Beef Wellington. Eating it is an amazing experience…” he explained while eating.

He cut the steak into small pieces, using the knife and fork as if he had soaked in refinement for years, and elegance was infused into his very bones.

However, Emmy was focused on her own food and completely ignored him.

Andrius was also eating with relish. –

“Tsk, tsk, tsk…”

Philip, who was frustrated and humiliated, found a flaw and sneered at the uncouth Andrius. “Mr. Moonshade, are you from the countryside?”

Andrius was stunned for a moment and shoved another large slice of steak in his mouth, then mumbled with his mouth full, “Yeah, I’m from the western mountainous area.”

“No wonder…” Philip’s expression seemed to say, ‘I knew it‘, and he said sarcastically. “This is the first time I’ve seen someone eat steak like it’s jerky. Disgraceful. Truly disgraceful!”

Andrius could not be bothered with him and continued eating.

When he ignored Philip, Philip thought that he was backing down because of embarrassment. He thought that his insults were working and doubled down on them.

steak is a refined habit of the nobility. It’s not

end of the steak. Don’t exert too much force, or it’l deform the steak, but don’t exert too little force either,

Don’t cut too forcefully or quickly, as that will squeeze out the juices inside and make the steak lose its tender and

to cut it at all, making it

his mouth, chewed slowly, and

He’s uncultured and lacks grace, and he doesn’t know how to appreciate its taste at all. What a shame. What

“Hehe.”

stand it anymore,

of contempt

you, but since you insist on talking about elegance and want to pretend to be noble, then it’s time to demonstrate

the table with

launched into the air with a smack, spinning and sparkling brightly before landing precisely in

tip of

rest of the steak

Swoosh!

Swish!

Whoosh!

curved on Andrius‘ lips as he skillfully held the knife, creating a trail of light in

only one target, and that was the steak suspended in the air without

support.

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