Chapter 446 No Cooking Talent


    “Damn her. My father only has Anastasia in his eyes and never me. Hayley, let’s go shopping and watch a movie!” Erica stated.


    “Okay. | will follow whatever your n is,” Hayley replied. Deep down, she mused, | have got a lot of time these days.


    While Ericained about her father’s negligence, all she could think about was having fun.


    After the conference was over, Francis invited everyone to lunch and naturally, Anastasia would not go against her father’s


    decision.


    Anastasia’s cell phone rang at around half-past eleven in the morning. She picked up the call as soon as she nced at the


    phone screen. “Hello?” she answered with a cheerful tone, and her red lips curled up.


    “Are you noting home for lunch?” Elliot asked on the other end of the phone.


    “Nope. I''ll be having lunch with my dad and coworkers,” Anastasia replied.


    “Is Alex there too?” he asked, slightly annoyed.


    “Is President Presgrave always doubtful of himself? Do you believe I''ll have feelings for other men?” she responded in an


    amused tone.


    “No talking to him, let alone physical contact,” Elliot ordered overbearingly.


    Okay, I''ll try my best.” Anastasia chuckled.


    As soon as Elliot’s furious sighing sound came through the phone, Anastasia immediately became serious. “Alright. | will do as


    you say, okay?” sheforted.


    “Okay, | trust you.” Elliot felt a sense of helplessness and he grumbled to himself, What else can | do other than trust her?


    “Take care of Jared for me. I''lle home to cook dinner tonight,” she remarked.


    “You can leave Jared to me. Don’t worry,” he assured.


    It was really relieving to have him taking care of Jared, so she giggled. “Okay. I''ll apany my dad to lunch now.”


    Alex, who was not far away, was staring at Anastasia’s smiling face obsessively. Deep down, he knew that Elliot was the only


    man who could make her smile so brightly and charmingly.


    When they arrived downstairs, Anastasia got into her father’s car and set off. When they passed by the sports car in the parking


    lot, Francis couldn’t help but nce at it a few times.


    Simrly, as a car geek, Alex was also eyeing the sports car, as he knew it was the car which Anastasia drove today.


    Meanwhile, at the Presgrave Residence, Jared was expectantly waiting for lunch to be ready as he watched Elliot working away


    in the kitchen.


    Elliot knew the few dishes that Jared liked, so there he was, wearing an apron and learning to cook the dishes by watching and


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    However, even if he was a big shot in the business world, he was not a genius when it came to cooking. When Elliot finished


    cooking the chicken casserole, he realized that there was ayer of ck paste underneath, which made it inedible.


    Not giving up, he tried to stir fry some carrots, which was Jared’s favorite, but the taste of the sauteed carrot wasn’t right either.


    In the end, after Young Master Elliot spent ages busy cooking in the kitchen, he came to a conclusion—he spent half an hour and


    cooked for nothing.


    At first, he was so confident in taking care of Jared but now, his self-confidence had been hit hard.


    As he was helplessly taking off his apron, Elliot noticed it was already 12.10 PM. Generally, Jared would be having his lunch by


    now.


    “Let''s go, Jared. I''ll take you out to a nice lunch,” he said. Although Elliot might not have the cooking talent, he possessed


    another superpower—money.


    “Really? That’s fantastic! But didn’t you just cook, Mr. Presgrave?” Jared inquired innocently.


    In the end, Elliot chose to go with the truth. “Ahem! It’s not that good and we are not eating it.”


    “You still did a great job, Mr. Presgrave!” Jared had seen the man’s hard work in cutting and washing those ingredients earlier.


    He had put effort into it, even if it didn’t turn out well.


    When Elliot heard Jared''spliment, his frustrated heart was healed instantly. He leaned down toward Jared and solemnly


    said, “Thank you!”


    After that, Elliot couldn’t help but cup Jared’s cheek and kiss it, as the child was way too cute.


    Normally, he wouldn’t kiss Jared in front of Anastasia for fear of offending her. Now that she wasn’t here, however, he could kiss


    Jared a few more times.


    At this moment, Jared wrapped his arms around Elliot''s neck and kissed him back on the cheek several times. “Mr. Presgrave,


    after Mr. Nigel, you are one of the few good men that | have ever met.”


    Elliot hummed, his heart filled with a warm sensation as he held Jared’s hands and headed out.


    After Anastasia finished lunch, she followed Francis’ car back to thepany’s parking lot. “Dad, | will be leaving now,” she


    dered as soon as she stepped out of his car.