Under the Veil I Rule

Chapter 336

A few seconds later, Amara watched as Finnian approached her with an apron draped over his arm. He slipped it on, a red and blue checkered number, and with wide eyes, she blurted out, "Finnian, what on earth are you doing?"

Finnian, with his tall stature and striking good looks, was already a sight to behold in his light gray loungewear. But an apron? That was a different story entirely.

For a man who seemed more like the dashing hero in a romance novel than a domestic sort, wearing an apron seemed strangely out of place.

"I need you to teach me how to make soup," Finnian said earnestly. "I want to make some for my granddad."

Finnian was known for his deep sense of family duty, but usually, he demonstrated it through grand gestures. This level of personal involvement in the small things was unusual for him, and Amara found it surprisingly endearing.

She couldn't refuse him. Imagining Mr. Kevin Everly sipping soup made by his grandson was too heartwarming. So she nodded, and they headed to the kitchen together.

"What soup are we making, Finnian?" Amara asked as they entered.

and corn chowder," he replied. "The ingredients are already washed and

"Sure thing."

place by the stove. "Can

I can

immediately and ushered the rest of the staff out,

stove, Amara softly explained each step of the

was pinned up with a clip, and she wore minimal makeup, accentuating her gentle beauty. Finnian couldn't help but wonder if this was how she looked every time she cooked for him over

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by side, he added ingredients to the pot under Amara's

water to simmer. s

process wasn't complicated, and soon, the soup was bubbling away, filling the kitchen with

the air lightly. Finnian caught her

replied, a blush creeping up her cheeks. "Just checking if

right. If not, we