Two minutes ago.
The chef entered the room with two plates of lasagna.
She took the two plates of lasagna off the tray and placed them on the dining table. Then, she looked at
Xander and asked, “What is your relationship with Mr. Yale?”
After speaking, the chef frowned and asked further, “Are you Mr. Yale’s illegitimate son?”
A child like him was actually staying in her master’s bedroom.
The chef was terribly displeased.
The moment she voiced the questions, Xander curled his lips disdainfully.
On the way there, Trueman hadn’t been nice to him at all. Moreover, their relationship didn’t use to be
like that in the past, but his father had now become extremely scary.
This made Xander curl his lips as he retorted, “Of course not! How could he possibly be my father?!”
His Daddy Trueman wasn’t someone like that!
The chef was taken aback for a moment when she heard his response. Then, she took off the cover on
one of the plates and handed it to Xander.
The lasagna on the plate was clearly cooked in an extremely perfunctory manner. The pasta was
undercooked, and the sauce was watery.
The layer of cheese on top was almost non-existent, and it even smelled a little bad.
The chef stood in front of him and looked at him arrogantly as she said, “Your mom told me to make you
some food. Hah, who does she think she is? Does she think a servant like her can order me around? I
am someone who serves Mr. Yale, and he even once complimented my cooking! Who do you think you
are? Never mind that an insignificant servant’s child like you is staying here, but she even wants me to
make food for you? What an ignorant woman!
“Tell me, you little bastard, what is your mom’s relationship with Mr. Yale? Why does he prefer her
cooking over mine?”
Xander curled his lips disdainfully and looked at the woman in front of him. “Mommy’s relationship with
that guy is none of your business!”
Xander had never been one to let anyone give him the short end of the stick, so he took off the cover on
the other plate by himself.
The lasagna on that plate looked and smelled delicious. The tomato sauce was rich and meaty, and it
was even topped with a lovely layer of gooey mozzarella cheese and parsley. It was obvious at a glance
that it was cooked properly for her employer.
Xander pointed at the plate of lasagna and said, “I want this plate of lasagna!”
“No, you can’t have it!”
The chef stopped him.
Xander immediately asked, “Why?”
The chef immediately picked up the plate of lasagna and held it behind her. She said, “I’m someone who
only serves Mr. Yale, you little bastard. Why should I wait on you instead?”
“… Who do you think you’re calling a little bastard?” said Xander.
“You, of course!” The chef sneered. The next moment, Xander overturned the plate of lasagna and
flipped it right at the chef! “Ahhh! That hurts! You little bastard! You must be sick of living!”
Nora, who heard their exchange the moment she came up the stairs, hurriedly pushed the door open,
where she immediately saw the chef storming toward Xander. Her arm was raised, and she was about to
hit him.
The look in Nora’s eyes darkened as she immediately kicked over an old shabby wooden chair next to
her.
The chair flew straight toward the chef, hitting her hard on her back. The impact caused the chef to
stumble forward, and she fell to the ground.
After the commotion, Xander, who had spotted Nora, immediately scrambled off the bed and went behind
Nora.
Nora didn’t use that much strength this timeafter all, she had been drugged. Because of this, the chef
managed to quickly get back up. When she looked behind her and saw Nora, she immediately yelled,
“How dare you hit me?! Do you know who I am? I’m going to tell Mr. Yale what happened right away! And
have him get rid of the two of you!” Almost as soon as she finished speaking, a voice came from the
door. “Tell me what?”
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