Read of The Divorced Billionaire Heiress-By I Wanna Eat Meat
Yvette remembered the first time she fought so badly with Sean. She had resented him for his
deception.
It was because she still cared.
Now?
Yvette could not explain it, but she suddenly did not want to argue with him anymore, let alone hear any
news about him.
The moment she left the birthday party, she suddenly felt like she had let go.
She was no longer as enamored with the man she was so obsessed with before.
It was just so—so.
She seemed to have done a stupid thing that left her bruised and humiliated to the core.
Yvette wanted to leave him behind.
Why did she have to live miserably because of him?
That was not something that she, Yvette Quimbey, could do.
Nicole went in. Clayton went back upstairs to put his stuff away and did not rush back down, so the two
ladies did not restrain themselves when they were talking.
There was a strange smell the moment Nicole walked in.
Nicole went over and took a look at the dining table which had a sumptuous spread of dishes that were
full of color and flavor.
Nicole was stunned.
“When do you have such skills?”
Cooking was certainly not the great Ms. Quimbey’ s style.
Yvette raised her chin, extremely smug.
“ I’m gifted, so I can’t help it. Your kitchen is too suitable for me!”
Nicole laughed. It really did look very appetizing.
As they were talking, Clayton came in from the door holding a bag of snacks and wine.
“Thank you for your hospitality, Ms. Quimbey.” Yvette pursed his lips and smiled.
“Mr. Sloan, you won’t hold a grudge against me for interrupting your alone time, right?”
Clayton smiled calmly and gently. “How could I? You’re Nicole’ s best friend. I might be in trouble with
just a few words you whisper in her ear. What right do I have to blame you?”
Yvette smiled and looked at Nicole.
“It’s said that Mr. Sloan is gentle and treats people sincerely, but it’s impossible to tell when he’s being
hypocritical…”
Nicole and Clayton were speechless.
“Forget it. Come on and enjoy the feast I cooked up.”
Nicole looked at Clayton, took the red wine, looked at the bag of snacks, and frowned slightly. “Why did
you bring snacks?” Clayton watched Yvette enter the kitchen and quickly whispered in Nicole’s ear. “
I’m afraid that you won’t be able to stomach the food, so I prepared these as a late -night snack for
you.” Nicole was speechless. Yvette came out and greeted them again at the table. Clayton went over
to take a look. He had an incredulous expression on his face, but he quickly regained composure.
“Ms. Quimbey’ s cooking skill is really surprising!”
“Of course, it is. Don’t hold back. I think that if I’m not President Quimbey and become a chef instead,
my level will at least be that of the national banquet level…”
Yvette praised herself before looking away. “Let’s eat!”
Nicole and Clayton exchanged a glance before picking up their utensils and eating.
Sure enough, the food was really colorful and fragrant, and the taste in their mouths was simply too
good to be true.
Nicole remembered that Yvette was just a rookie in the kitchen. She did not expect Yvette’s level to
catch up with professional chefs so quickly.
However, the next second, Clayton smiled. “Ms. Quimbey, these plates are from the private restaurant,
right? When are they picking them up?”
Yvette’s mouth was gnawing on a piece of rib. Her words were incoherent.
“I’ll just call them after we’re done eating.”
In an instant, the room went quiet. Nicole looked at the logo on the plate. It was indeed the tableware of
a famous private restaurant. The cutlery of this kitchen was not lent to the public unless it was a super
VIP. Yvette coughed, drank a mouthful of red wine, and looked at Clayton. “Mr. Sloan, you’re too
unethical!” Clayton pursed his lips apologetically. “My apologies. I was just asking casually.” Yvette
looked at Nicole and explained, “You know my skills. I’m afraid that I’ll accidentally poison you…”
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