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The Chef (15)
Richard smiled, but this time it was not one of his usual smiles. It was full of bitterness and fury, and having both drinks, he said, “Why was something going to go wrong tomorrow!?”
His gaze was fixed, and his eyes were different. At that moment, I said, “I don’t know it’s a possibility!”
“You think I can’t cook at an event like that!?”
“No, of course, it’s not that!” I immediately said, trying to get him to believe me, “It’s just that you’ve never done it. That’s why I think Preston is the best option!”
Richard stared at me and placed both glasses on the table in his room, and calmly asked.
“Answer me something, Jessika! Which dish was the best for you today!?”
His eyes were penetrating and fixed and full of confusion. I looked at him for a while and could not hide what I thought. I said, “Yours!”
That seeme
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