Chapter 837
Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight
Chapter 837 Impersonating
Sylvia’s POV:
I took the tray from Maya and ced it on the table. “Have you been waiting at the door for a long
time? Next time, you can just knock at the door.”
“I just arrived.” Maya’s lips curved up into a gentle smile, just like before.
Rufus nonchntly sat at the table and sipped on a ssof water without looking at the noodles on the
table.
I took Maya’s hand and led her to a seat next to me. Pretending to be surprised, I picked up the spoon
to eat the soup. “You’ve made the chicken noodle soup! I haven’t eaten this in so long.”
“Yes, Miss Todd. I still remember that I cooked this for you on your first day to the imperial pce.”
Maya thoughtfully poured me a ssof cucumber juice.
I gave her a bright smile and said nothing. After taking two more bites of the noodles, I pretended to
casually ask, “By the way, the shaved ice with gr@pe jam you prepared this afternoon was absolutely
delicious. Did you happen to make some for the king these days?”
Maya nodded and replied in a very calm and natural tone, “The weather suddenly turned hot several
days ago, so I decided to make him some to help him feel cooler. But I only gave the lycan king’s chef
the recipe. I didn’t make it myself and personally take it to his pce.”
I ate the noodles and nodded to acknowledge that I had heard what she said.
“Why did you ask me this, Miss Todd? Is something wrong?” she asked worriedly.
“Nothing at all. We were just going over the lycan king’s d*iet these days, when it suddenly struck me
that you had brought me some delicious shaved ice in the afternoon, so I just asked.” I picked up a
napkin and wiped my mouth with a smile. Then I pushed the empty bowl in front of me to Maya and
said, “I finished the whole thing! Maya, your cooking sK*lls are getting better by the day! I hope I get the
opportunity to have such delicious chicken noodle soup once again in the future.” Maya covered her
mouth and giggled, as if she was delighted to receive my praise. “Miss Todd, if you wish, I can cook it
for you every day.”
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“No, no, no. I will get bored if I eat such rich food every day. Just cook it once a week or a month.” I
shot her a yful wink.
Maya nodded politely and left with my empty bowl and Rufus’ untouched bowl of noodle soup.
As soon as the door closed behind her, my smile instantly vanished.
Although her exnation sounded wless, I knew the matter was not as simple as it appeared.
Rufus, who was sitting opposite me, looked even more grim and said, “Someone might be
impersonating Maya.” “Do you still remember how Maya usually cook?” I asked and frowned at him.
Rufus pondered for a while and replied, “Her food was lighter?”
“Yes, the dishes she cooks are always light. Maya has always paid particr attention to health, so she
prefers the original vor of food itself and never uses heavy seasonings. But that bowl of chicken
noodle soup was oily and salty. It was starkly different from the one she had cooked for me before.”
Although I couldn’t reach a conclusion based on her cooking alone, I could still determine from a lot of
details that something was amiss.
For example, when Maya put down a ssor a tray, she always touched the table with her little finger
first so as not to make unnecessary noise. She had probably picked this up at an early age from the
etiquette education, which taught her to do everything carefully and elegantly.
But she didn’t disy this habit just now. She even poured a full ssof cucumber juice for me. A
professional maid would have never made such a mistake.
“There is a ring contradiction in Maya’s story. She imed that she only gave her recipe to my
father’s chef and asked him to make it for him. But from what I know, the chef is very arrogant. How
could he tolerate epting the advice of a mere maid? And the Maya I know is not a nosy person who
likes to fight for credit. That brings out the real question here–why would she want to give the chef her
recipe in the first ce?” Rufus scowled and was lost in thought.