Chapter 64


    Chapter 64


    Duke, on the other hand, looked down on her.


    She was ady, who had lived a pampered life. Would she be able to cook?


    Even if she picked up some cooking skills over the years, it was impossible for her to be better than the


    chef, whom the Winters family hired and paid handsomely. Adina did not care about what the Winters


    thought. So, she followed Mr. Brown into the kitchen. There were different kinds of fresh ingredients


    there, and it looked like the kitchen of a big hotel. She nced around before she took two tomatoes


    and a pack of spaghetti out. She nned to make a simple spaghetti with tomato sauce. Mr. Brown


    stood at the side and reminded her, “The young master doesn’t like spaghetti…” He was hinting at her


    to change the dish. However, Adina chuckled. “He’s been skipping many meals. He should eat


    something light so that his stomach can digest it.” After she spoke, she lit up the stove and poured the


    oil into the pan. She moved swiftly and did everything in one go. Mr. Brown stood aside while he silently


    observed her.


    Young Master Harold always regarded others with disdain, but this woman was special to him.


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    Besides, the master brought this woman back. In other words, this woman had received recognition


    from the master and Young Master Harold, so she could not be offended. A te of spaghetti with red


    sauce was soon prepared. Adina carried it out of the kitchen, and ced it on the dining table, When


    Duke looked at the spaghetti, he subconsciously frowned. Although he firmly believed that this woman


    did not know how to cook, was this te of spaghetti not too basic?


    · Whenever that brat, Harold ate, the table had to be full of all kinds of delicious food. If he was


    only served a te of spaghetti, the rascal would definitely flip the table… However, Harold pped his


    hands happily. “Wow, Auntie Adina, you’re amazing! You prepared the spaghetti so quickly!” The boy


    gasped in excitement. “It smells so good! I’ve never smelled such aromatic food before! Auntie Adina,


    can I eat it right now?” Adina stroked his head. “It’s still a bit hot, so eat slowly.” Harold picked up his


    fork and started eating. He took one bite after another, and he could not stop at all.


    Mr. Brown waspletely stunned. The kitchen used to serve spaghetti previously, but as soon as it


    was served, the young master threw it away, so they dared not cook any more spaghetti for him after


    that.


    Yet, now, the young master was about to finish the entire te…


    Was the chef he hired too terrible? Mr. Brown doubted himself very much..


    Meanwhile, Duke found it unbelievable. Harold had been picky ever since he could eat solid food. But


    he was taking big bites of the spaghetti at this time. He was enjoying it. Was the spaghetti really that


    delicious? Duke then switched his attention to the spaghetti. There was nothing special about it. So,


    what was it that captured the boy’s heart?


    Suddenly, Duke had the urge to taste the spaghetti… Perhaps the father and son’s minds were


    connected because Harold seemed to sense Duke’s thought. He instantly held the whole te in his


    arms and rmingly said, “Dad, Auntie Adina made this spaghetti specially for me. You can’t steal it!”


    Duke nearly fainted,


    Even if he wanted to eat it, he would not steal food from a kid, okay? Harold felt that his dad was too


    dangerous, so he held the te and moved closer to Adina.


    However, he was careless. He missed his footing and fell forward. Therge te of spaghetti spilled


    onto Adina’s chest without warning…