Free Web NovelChapter 561: Chapter 561: Madam, Please Continue... Continue...
Is he planning to starve everyone?
She could handle skipping a meal, but Noah Drexler’s injuries hadn’t healed yet.
He needed to eat and rest well and now with Mr. Drexler pulling this stunt, he had even more reason not to eat.
Thinking of this, Summer Shawcross turned a bit pale and looked back at Mr. Drexler with discontent.
Why was this old man as unreasonable as Noah Drexler?
Seeing Summer’s expression, Mr. Drexler chuckled and suddenly suggested to her.
"You prepare dinner for me, and the Drexler Family’s chef will prepare dinner for you two, how about that?"
Hearing this, Summer was grinding her teeth in anger, but she nodded in agreement.
"Fine!"
Seeing her agree, Mr. Drexler showed a satisfied smile.
"But let me make it clear, I’m not good at cooking, so if it doesn’t taste good, you can’t go back on your word!" Summer bit her lip and said to him somewhat uneasily.
"Of course, I always keep my word!" Mr. Drexler nodded.
Seeing this, a smile appeared on Summer’s face. She suddenly turned around, entered the small building, and headed towards the kitchen.
Watching her suddenly cheerful figure, Butler Ye beside Mr. Drexler showed a worried expression.
"Sir, why do I feel like... the young mistress might be planning to poison you?"
He clearly saw that delighted expression on her face earlier.
Upon hearing the butler’s words, Mr. Drexler suddenly displayed a reminiscing smile and shook his head.
"She wouldn’t do that."
"But..." Just as Butler Ye was worriedly about to say something else, Mr. Drexler suddenly waved his hand, instructing.
"Leave the dog in the yard."
"Yes!" Butler Ye nodded.
...
In the kitchen.
After Summer Shawcross entered, she casually found an apron, then rummaged through the pile of ingredients the servant had just brought in... eventually picking out two potatoes, some greens, and a bloody piece of beef, throwing them all onto the cutting board, she began chopping.
This scene was witnessed by Butler Ye, who was uneasy and came to check. He hurried inside with a look of horror.
"Oh dear, young mistress, these ingredients need to be washed first..."
Seeing Butler Ye’s horrified look, Summer pursed her lips, her face showing some dissatisfaction.
"Who’s cooking here, me or you?"
Upon being told this, Butler Ye’s face showed a hint of embarrassment.
"If you keep nagging, I won’t cook!" Summer continued, biting her lip.
With these words, Butler Ye’s expression became even more terrified. He quickly stepped back a few steps, out of the kitchen, and respectfully said to her.
"Well... young mistress, please continue... continue..." freeωebnovēl.c૦m
Seeing this, Summer gave Butler Ye a glance, then pursed her lips, continuing with her ’dark culinary art’.
After chopping unwashed ingredients together, she tossed them into the pot, added a lot of water, and casually grabbed a nearby seasoning bottle, pouring randomly, then put the lid on.
"Done!"
After completing the series of steps, Summer showed a satisfied smile on her face, standing by the pot and waiting.
At this moment...
Outside the kitchen’s glass door.
Mr. Drexler leaned on his cane, quietly and contemplatively, watching inside the kitchen.
