299 The Chef

“You want me to wait until nightfall in this state?” Michael’s face darkened, and he jabbed his waist hard. “I think it would be better to feed you something else before dinner.”

“I don’t think that’s a good idea.” I lifted my chin and pecked Michael’s face. I rolled over and climbed down from Michael’s body. I walked straight to the door and opened it.

Outside the door was the chef, Theseus, who delivered the food.

Theseus was very handsome, but his handsomeness wasn’t the type that would make a woman fall in love with him at first sight. He was very cute, but he lacked a certain kind of sex appeal.

However, I liked him very much because of his superb cooking skills. The first time I ate the meatballs he made, I was shocked. It was the most perfect meatballs I had ever eaten. It was tender, juicy, and extremely delicious.

On the other hand, Michael didn’t like Theseus, which was one of the biggest conflicts between us these days. When Michael and Theseus first met, Michael didn’t hide this. He rudely proposed to fire Theseus, but Sasha stopped him.

“Who is this person?” Michael glared at Theseus and questioned him.

“This is the new chef I found.” As she packed her things, Sasha replied nonchalantly, “I don’t like the food prepared by the previous chef. Theseus does a great job. You’ll understand soon.”

“This is my house. You don’t have the right to bring anyone in,” Michael said in dissatisfaction.

Sasha looked up in surprise. After sweeping her gaze over Michael and me, she smiled cheekily. “Oh, I know.”

“If you know, then quickly replace him,” Michael said sourly.

“No, I won’t,” Sasha replied without hesitation.

“I’ll change him out then.” Michael glared at her.

Sasha shrugged and looked at me. “How about this? We’ll let Cecily make the decision.”

I was watching from the side, but I didn’t expect Sasha to suddenly pass the ball to me.

“I don’t mind, but the previous chef was indeed lacking in cooking.”

“Yes, I do too.” Sasha made a victory sign at me. “We both don’t like the previous one, Michael. This isn’t a big deal.”

Michael’s face was dark as he stared at Theseus standing at the side. His face was filled with displeasure.

On the other hand, I felt that Theseus was innocent and pitiful. He had no idea what was going on with Michael. Just as Sasha had said, this was a small matter. Theseus had not done anything wrong. As the Lycan Prince, Michael was already a source of pressure for the other party, and now he was using his power to bully them.

However, even if I knew, I didn’t want to make Michael unhappy on the first day of my return.

“How about this?” I suggested a compromise, “We’re all hungry. Let Theseus make something to eat first. Then, we’ll make a decision.”

After that, Theseus handed in a perfect answer. When I stuffed the food he made into my mouth, I forgot about caring for Michael’s feelings.

For his cooking, no matter what, I had to make Theseus stay.

As for Michael, he urged me to look at him. He still didn’t seem convinced. I didn’t care what he was jealous about. My stomach won over my heart at this moment.

When Theseus walked toward us with a cart full of delicious food, I again forgot about Michael, who was still sulking on the sofa.

“What did you make today?” I looked at Theseus curiously.

I could smell the aroma of stewed meat from the cart, but it was mixed with the fragrance of herbs, diluting the meat’s greasiness, and making it look even more refreshing and mesmerizing.

“I made red wine barbeque Angus beef mixed in a sauce with seven to eight herbs. The soup is stewed with beef bones as the base, and there are fresh mushrooms of different species. The main course is the buttered bread that I just baked. Miss Cecily, you can try it,” Theseus said with a smile.

“Wow, you’re amazing,” I sincerely praised.

I watched as Theseus served all the dishes on the table. I was like a wild beast, sweeping the food away. The bread was always just right. The outer layer was soft and a little tough, and the inside was full of milky fragrance.

This experience was almost as high as Michael’s sex.

As I scooped the mushroom soup, I asked Theseus, “What did you put in there? I can taste the herbs’ freshness and the broth’s deliciousness, and these two things don’t stand out. This is amazing.

“It’s a secret. Glad that you like it,” Theseus said with a smile. “The happiest thing about being a chef is to see customers like our food.”

“Clang.”

I heard the sound of cutlery clanking against plates, and I sighed. I didn’t have to think to know that it was Michael.