91. Lemon cake and iron door lock.

"Muffins?" Aunt Rosemary blinked, surprised when Amanda appeared in the kitchen and said she wanted to make muffins.

"Yes. You have all the ingredients in the kitchen, right? I want blueberry muffins." Moving past Aunt Rosemary who was standing next to the dining table, Amanda opened the entire refrigerator door to check the ingredients. "No blueberries?" She turned to look at Aunt Rosemary.

"We don't have any, Miss. If you had said earlier, or last night—someone would have come out to buy them, so sorry there are no blueberries."

Amanda smiled flatly, she made Aunt Rosemary feel guilty. "It's okay, it's no big deal, there are other meals that can be made. It's my fault for not mentioning it earlier, sorry for being so abrupt, Auntie."

"How about lemon cake? Or red velvet?"

Amanda looked back at the contents of the refrigerator, there were indeed a lot of strawberries and a few lemons, although there were other fruits, but they were not suitable for cake batter.

"Eum, maybe lemon cake