When She Unveils Identities By Zaylee CortéZ Chapter 283
Chapter 283 Should I Sign it?
“Who are you?”
Shirley looked at the unfamiliar young man outside the door in confusion
“Hello, Ms Wilson I am a staff member of a deliverypany This is the breakfast that the client asked
me
to deliver to you It’s fresh and still hot Please sign it ”
“Breakfast?”
Shirley was even more confused
Shirley wondered who was so kind to make breakfast for her so early in the morning. Was she that
popr?
“Can I know who sent it?”
“It’s temporarily confidential ”
“I don’t even know who sent it, so I definitely can’t sign it. You’d better send it back.”
Shirley was still very cautious Her address was a secret. At present, only Ewan, Nancy, and Bet
knew
about it.
Today, arge group of people suddenly came. It was obviously strange.
Shirley was about to close the door coldly when Bet suddenly showed up.
“Mommy, wait a minute. I especially asked someone to make breakfast for you. Have a taste.”
Bet held Shirley’s hand and said sincerely, “Mommy, you’re not a child anymore, but you always
forget to eat breakfast and make me and Ally worry. I guess it must be because the breakfast is not
attractive enough,
so I found a famous chef in Seatle City to cook for you. It’s nutritious and delicious. You’ll definitely be
plump
and healthy.
At the same time, Bet thought, Quintin, I hope that your cooking skills will be fine, otherwise, it will
be
awkward
“It turns out that you cook for mommy, little fellow. So sweet!”
Shirley was so moved and was about to cry. She hugged Bet and kissed him a few times. Then,
she took
the thermos from the delivery man and said to Bet loudly, “Don’t worry Good boy, mommy will
definitely
eat them all.”
After Shirley opened the thermos, both of them were shocked and couldn’t help but gasp.
It was sorge, filled with all kinds of breakfast, big and small, and there were dozens of them.
There was bread, croissant, muffins, waffles, milk, porridge, toast, fruit, sd, bacon, and so on
“Ben, are you sure you turned to a famous chef in Seatle City, not a breakfast bar owner?”
Shirley put the small containers on the table one by one, and she hadn’t recovered from the shock.
Shey wondered which famous chef would be so free to prepare all the types of breakfast in one go.
Shiley was afraid that one would eat different kinds of breakfast in this way
Bet looked at the table full of different kinds of breakfast He couldn’t help but swallow his saliva
He thought Mr Quintin was really considerate Bet mentionedst night that Shirley was picky about
food and asked Mr Quintin to prepare as much breakfast as possible
He didn’t expect Mr Quintin to be so attentive. The breakfast Mr Quintin made was no less than that of
a
five-star restaurant
It’s okay Mommy, don’t worry Just enjoy the food Try each type, and you will know what you like to eat
the
most Anyway, we won’t suffer Don’t you think so?”
“Good boy, it makes a lot of sense. I got it.”
Bet’s words enlightened Shirley, and she began to eat.
In fact, Shirley thought she had to have this mentality and tried different men when pursuing her love.
Shirley was in her best years, but she only dated one man, namely Braden.
She shared her first kiss with Braden and lost her virginity to him. Shirley wondered how it felt to kiss
and do
love with another man.
Anyway, Shirley thought she tried too little, which was why she had a special liking for Braden. This
was not a
good habit. She had to change it.
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In her opinion, Devin was very good. He was not only handsome but also had a good figure. Devin was
muscr, considerate, and alwaysforted her. When Shirley was free, she thought she could go to
him
once more.
Not only was Devin good, but Antwan was also a little pretty. Shirley thought it would be fun to make
fun of
him sometimes.
Also, Shirley thought Leon was not bad. She could have fun with him. Meanwhile, Kaza was even
stronger. She would find time to ask him for advice on binary code.
As Shirley enjoyed the bread, she made up her mind and thought, humph, Braden isn’t irreceable.
He isn’t my only choice. I don’t have to be obsessed with him for the rest of my life. Just like various
foods in front of me, there are many different men in the world. I have to choose more and try more.
One day, I’ll find my Mr
Right
However, while Shirley was chewing the bread, her face changed a little.
She thought, fuck, why is the bread made by the famous chef in Seatle City so hard? I can’t chew it at
all. My
teeth hurt!
“Mommy, is the bread delicious?”
Bet propped up his chin and asked Shirley innocently.
“Ahem, it’s okay
Shirley was afraid of upsetting Bet, so she bit the bullet and finished the entire bread.
Then, she picked up another piece of bacon Goodness It tasted very salty, almost killing her!
Shirley picked up the cup and drank the water.
Bet continued to ask innocently, “Mommy, how does the bacon taste?”
“Well, it’s okay I just get thirsty after eating.”
In Shirley’s eyes, it looked like a murdering breakfast, and each type of food was very awful
“Mommy, are you full? What do you think of this chef’s cooking skills? How will you rate him?”
Bet asked expectantly.
“I’m full. I’ll give him 10 points.”
“Wow, that’s great. Full marks!”
Bet couldn’t help but cheer for Mr. Quintin.
Then, Shirley took a deep breath and said, “10 out of 100.”
“Ah?”
“Ben, I don’t know where you found this famous chef. I know you’re so sweet, but why don’t you tell this
famous chef that his cooking skills are very good, but don’t do it next time? I am afraid that one day, I
can’t
help but beat him up.”
Shirley originally wanted to pretend to endure it, but this famous chef of Seatle City had really
“awesome”
cooking skills. The food he made looked attractive but tasted awful. Shirley couldn’t helpining!
Bet carefully tasted the porridge and then vomited. “This is too salty. It’s so disgusting!”
Bet didn’t expect the food Mr. Quintin made to be so unptable. In this way, how could Mr.
Quintin take
care of Shirley in the future and keep her healthy?
Bet thought he must have Mr. Quintin improve his cooking skills as soon as possible.
“Mommy, this chef I found might have his freestyle in cooking. I will ask him to restrain himself. Next
time, I
guarantee that it will be the taste you like.”
Bet patted his chest and promised.
“Next time?”
Shirley was dumbfounded and smiled bitterly. “I don’t think it’s necessary, right?”
“No, you must give him another chance.”
Afterforting Shirley, Bet immediately slipped into his room, took out the walkie-talkie, and
began to
call Mr. Quintin.