The North American Gourmet Demon Handbook

His voice also became more distant, with an unquestionable tone.

"My time is limited and I have more important work to do. And that work often requires direct communication with real leaders who can truly represent their organizations and be held accountable for the final results."

He didn't look at her again, as if she had turned into air and completely disappeared from his world, leaving only the last understated sentence, but with unquestionable expulsion.

"So, regarding your visit today, I can only say that I'm sorry we can't provide the 'convenience' you were expecting, Ms. Sterling."

Then Li Shanze left.

Vivian's smile froze on her face, completely frozen as if a wizard had cast a freezing spell on her.

The air suddenly became thin, and the ambiguity and privacy she had carefully created just now were instantly shattered by his casual words "person in charge" and his undisguised contemptuous look.

He didn't look at her, didn't even give her a glance, as if she had turned into a ball of insignificant air, completely evaporating from his world. This contempt of being completely ignored was more humiliating to her than any direct insult.

Her cheeks, which had just been flushed with a healthy blush of confidence, now looked as if the blood had been drained out and turned pale.

Then her face quickly turned red again.

A hot feeling of shame shot up from the soles of her feet to her head, as if she had been stripped naked, exposed to his cold scrutiny, and he didn't even bother to look.

Li Shanze walked away, taking away all the warmth and light in this seemingly private flower bed.

Vivian was left alone, surrounded by an invisible, heavy, cold air.

The sound of his receding footsteps echoed around her, and every step seemed to mock her failure, her self-righteous charm and means.

However, this humiliation did not make her retreat. Instead, it was like a strong aphrodisiac, instantly igniting the most primitive fire deep in her heart. She clenched her fists tightly, her nails almost digging into her palms, but the pain made her feel more awake than ever before.

The more contemptuous he was, the more she desired him.

The more he treated her as nothing, the more she wanted him to see her existence and feel her power.

This kind of stimulation and humiliation of being completely denied made the blood in her body rush at an unprecedented speed, and every cell was clamoring to fight back.

She wanted him to regret his arrogance today. She wanted him to kneel before her and kiss the toes he had once despised.

She wanted him to understand that some "exceptions" were not the breaking of rules, but the establishment of "rules" at a higher level.

And she, Vivian Sterling, was the exception. She wanted him to pay the price for his contempt, to make him completely indulge in the "freedom" she could give him, until he could no longer extricate himself.

This kind of conquest will no longer be just a game of power, but a complete possession of the soul, an ultimate submission with the pleasure of revenge, making him hers from the inside out.

"Li Shanze...Okay, okay, I'll remember you." Her voice was gritted.

Author's words: Thanks to Qianxiao Anran and Xiaopingguo112633 for their recommendation votes

299 Charlie's Idea

Li Shanze had no idea that he was being targeted by an unknown woman.

After sending away the public relations woman, Vivian Sterling, he returned to the hospital building, planning to go fishing again later.

What Li Shanze didn't expect was that Vivian Sterling's ambiguous behavior of sticking close to him was completely seen by Xia Li.

Xia Li was originally just studying the witchcraft manuscript in the RV, and occasionally glanced at Li Shanze out of the corner of her eye.

When she saw Vivian Sterling's self-righteous and "charming" smile, and the way she was almost sticking to Li Shanze, a nameless anger instantly rose from the bottom of her heart and rushed to her forehead.

"How dare that damn bitch seduce Li!"

She almost gritted her teeth and clenched her fingers, wishing she could rush over and tear the woman into pieces.

Every look and every movement of Vivian's coquettish expression was like a blunt knife, scraping at her heart, making her feel sick and angry.

She watched Vivian's lips painted with bright lipstick (actually, Vivian Sterling was wearing business makeup, but it was naturally not the case in Charlie's eyes), opening and closing, as if she could hear the sticky and hypocritical sweet words.

Xia Li felt her stomach churn. This woman had the word "cheap" written all over her face, yet she still wanted to get her hands on Li!

Xia Li gritted her teeth and quietly turned on her hearing, wanting to hear how Li Shanze dealt with this bitch.

However, when she saw Li Shanze's stern face, the undisguised contempt in his eyes, and those cold words that carried a sense of expulsion, Xia Li's tense body relaxed instantly, and a huge sense of comfort swept through her body like an electric current.

She almost couldn't help laughing out loud, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously curled up in a triumphant arc.

"Serves you right! Bitch!" She cursed fiercely in her heart, and looking at Vivian's face that instantly stiffened and turned pale, she felt very happy.

Every word Li Shanze uttered was like a loud slap in the face of that shameless and despicable woman.

He didn't hesitate, didn't show any mercy, didn't even bother to spare her a glance, and just ruthlessly dismissed her. This straightforward rejection made Charlie feel more at ease and satisfied than any sweet words.

When Li Shanze turned and walked away, leaving Vivian standing there like a clown, Xia Li's eyes flashed with an almost fanatical joy.

She looked at the woman's distraught (but actually full of fighting spirit) back, and her heart was filled with the arrogance of a winner.

Humph, you want to seduce Li? Don’t you see what kind of person you are?

In Xia Li's view, Li Shanze's indifference was the best proof to her, proving that she was the only one in his eyes and he cared nothing about any other woman (she selectively ignored Kate and others).

This feeling of being favored (…) turned all her previous anger into sweet pride.

She decided to reward him well, so as to express her joy and love.

But what is the best way to do it?

She closed her notes and frowned.

Just then, Claudia, who was preparing dinner, knocked on the door: "Madam, what would you like for dinner?"

Oh, and she can cook! Lee seems to really enjoy eating the meals Claudia makes!

Charlie had a flash of inspiration.

“Claudia!” she exclaimed excitedly, her voice carrying an undeniable command. “I’ll make dinner tonight!”

Claudia's expression froze instantly. Her face, which had always been calm when following Charlie (actually, she was afraid of being caught by the hostess and getting into trouble), showed a rare look of surprise.

“Madam, you… you mean, you want to cook for yourself?” Claudia confirmed cautiously, her tone trembling with disbelief.

Claudia has not forgotten why her owner brought her to this magical RV. She never thought that she would live in such a strange place.

This RV is more like a moving castle than a car.

The space inside seems to be infinitely extended by some kind of witchcraft. It is incredibly spacious, and every detail reveals the ultimate luxury and comfort.

The soft carpets, exquisite furniture, and smart devices that she had never seen before that could automatically adjust the temperature and lighting all dazzled her, a woman who came from a not-so-wealthy family.

Even though she had seen countless luxurious first-class cabins and top-notch hotel suites during her time as a flight attendant flying around the United States, she had never imagined that she would live in such a wonderful place.

This RV completely overturned her understanding of the laws of physics and the real world.

Originally, when she was in college, she thought witchcraft was just a myth.

Those weird legends are nothing but the product of an ignorant age.

But since she was brought into this RV by her owner and personally experienced the vast space and incredible functions inside it that went beyond common sense, she had to admit that this world was far more complex and wonderful than she had imagined.

Witchcraft, or some powerful force beyond her comprehension, was real.

She likes to see different scenery in the world and is eager to explore the unknown.

Now, not only can she continue her journey, but she can also experience the world in an unprecedented and magical way.

She believed that as long as she followed her master and mistress, there would be endless wonderful journeys, and every day would be a new discovery and a new shock.

This kind of life is a hundred times more exciting and stimulating than her previous days as a flight attendant, shuttling between monotonous flights and hotels.

Therefore, she did not want to be kicked out of the car. In her opinion, the owner's praise for her cooking skills was a great comfort to her and her special value of existence - after all, the owner was not short of women.

Was this a sign that the hostess wanted to take over the cooking and kick me out of the car?

Claudia even started to tremble with fear.

Charlie, however, didn't notice the fear in Claudia's tone.

"That's right!" Charlie replied.

Her tone was firm and decisive, and she had no idea that the poor cook in front of her was already terrified.

She was completely immersed in the joy of preparing a surprise for Li Shanze, and her mind even sketched out Li Shanze's surprised and touched expression when he ate the food she made.

"But... Hostess, please leave the kitchen work to me. Just tell me what you want to eat." Claudia tried to dissuade her. She was trying hard to maintain her special value.

"No!" Charlie refused without a second thought, her tone firm enough to leave no room for argument.

"This is something I specially prepared for Li! I have to make it myself to express my feelings!"

She even added, with a hint of smugness and possessiveness.

"Besides, Li likes to eat the food I cook!"

Even though she never did.

The corner of Claudia's mouth twitched. She really wanted to remind Xia Li that Li Shanze liked the food cooked by her, Claudia, not anyone else's "heartfelt meal".

But looking at Charlie's excited look, completely immersed in her own world, she knew that any persuasion would be futile.

"Then... Mistress, can you at least let me help you, or give you some guidance?"

Claudia had to settle for the second best. She didn't want to be kicked out of the kitchen. Even though she had only cooked a few meals, she had already regarded it as her territory.

She tried in vain to assert her position.

If the host really likes to eat the meal that the hostess eats, then it would be nice to learn some skills from her...

Claudia tried to comfort herself.

"No thanks!" Charlie waved her hand, rejecting Claudia's offer. She wanted to do everything herself, and any assistance would diminish the purity of her kindness.

She even felt that Claudia's suggestion was a question of her cooking talent.

"I'll do it myself! You just need to prepare the ingredients, and then... well, clear the kitchen. No one is allowed to come in and disturb me!"

"What's so hard about cooking? You know, alchemy is just throwing all the ingredients into a pot and cooking! It's no different than cooking!"

After hearing the hostess's absurd speech, Claudia's fear of being kicked out vanished. So did her desire to learn from her.

Looking at Charlie's eager expression, as if she was about to rush into the battlefield, Claudia could only sigh helplessly.

She had a premonition that the kitchen tonight was about to experience an unprecedented catastrophe. And Li Shanze's dinner would also be a "surprise" full of unknowns.

After only cooking a few meals and listening to the owner's criticisms and complaints about the food, Claudia already knew that Li Shanze was actually very picky about taste.

Even Italian cuisine, one of the world's most beloved cuisines, has its flaws from time to time.

So, when Xia Li said that Li Shanze liked the food she cooked, Claudia didn't believe a word of it.

This at most shows that the master and the mistress are really in love. The master can even eat the things cooked by the mistress using alchemical witchcraft with a look of satisfaction.

Claudia swallowed her saliva and began to wonder whether she should secretly make some food for her master, but she was worried that the mistress would suspect that she was trying to win favor.

She was in a dilemma and couldn't make a decision.

"Claudia, what are you doing standing there? Go and prepare the ingredients for me!" Charlie waved her hand and gave orders in a careless manner.

In fact, Charlie also liked the food cooked by Claudia - except that she sometimes took Li Shanze's favor, this cook and maid was not an eyesore.

"Yes, mistress." Under Charlie's orders, Claudia had no time to think about anything else and decided to faithfully carry out the mistress's orders first.

300 The betrayal of taste buds

Miss Witch stepped into the kitchen with confidence.

Claudia had already arranged all kinds of fresh ingredients neatly on the cooking table as she instructed: tender steak, colorful vegetables, fragrant spices, and a pot of boiling water.

Charlie glanced over, her eyes gleaming with the unique light of an alchemist.

"Well, very good, all the materials are available!" She nodded with satisfaction - in fact, she had no idea what she was going to do.

Then, Charlie picked up a huge soup pot and poured everything - yes, everything - into it without hesitation.

A whole steak, along with its packaging, was torn open and thrown directly into the pot; broccoli, carrots, and potatoes, without being washed or cut, followed closely behind; even a whole box of pasta was broken into two pieces and thrown into the boiling water.

Then she grabbed a few bottles of seasonings from the spice rack and hurriedly poured soy sauce, vinegar, chili powder, etc. into the pot, muttering to herself, "Alchemy is about fusion! It's about the birth of order from chaos!"

An indescribable strange smell soon filled the kitchen. It was the desperate wail of various ingredients under inappropriate temperatures and strange seasonings.

The steam carries a burnt and sour smell, mixed with the pungent smell of spices, forming a suffocating "fragrance".

Charlie was completely oblivious to this. She was clumsily stirring the pot with a spatula, occasionally dipping her finger in the soup to taste it, then frowning and adding something else.

After all, when Charlie was living alone after her teacher's death, she cooked whatever she wanted to fill her stomach - she had not inherited any French culinary talent.

"Hmm...it seems like something is missing." She muttered to herself.