Chapter 823 Childish

Emelie loved Eastern cuisine. During her three years in Faldoria, she mostly ate Eastern food. Wesley, who had lived abroad for over a decade, was accustomed to Achelean food.

However, whenever they dined together, Wesley would always accommodate Emelie's preferences. He always ensured that the Eastern chefs in the estate prepared the meals.

This meal was also pure Eastern cuisine. There was steamed fish, garlic and vermicelli shrimp, braised pork ribs with chestnuts, fish in spicy pickled broth, tomato and potato stew with beef brisket, and black pepper ribs.

There were all hearty dishes, prepared to make up for the hardships Emelie had endured in recent days.

However, William smirked after taking a look at the spread.

He asked Emelie, "Do you not eat here often?"

"What?" Emelie responded.

William served her a bowl of soup. "The kitchen doesn't even know you don't eat spicy food."

of the ten

Emelie wasn't familiar with the Denning

calm. "Mr. Middleton, you think you're clever, but there's a limit. Why not taste the food yourself first and see if

They preserved the dishes' original flavors while ensuring Emelie could enjoy

Mr. Middleton, and you still think I don't know Emelie's taste?

and rarely spoke so sharply to anyone. However, just as William frowned at the mere mention of Wesley's name, Wesley's

vegetables on Emelie's plate. This was her must-have at every

added softly, "Mr. Graham doesn't eat spicy food

food," William remarked coldly. "It seems like your tastes are passed down through

referring to their shared hometown of Capebatt City, implying similar tastes. Yet,

colder than a

and peeling it before

"You've always been particular. You love shrimp but hate getting your hands

Emelie can help herself. Mr.

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