Chapter 1044:
“My brother put his heart into this meal, and he hasn’t even touched a bite yet!”.
Chloe retorted, her eyes flashing.
Robin could only sigh and motion resignedly for Dylan to start first. “Dylan, go on then.”
But Dylan only grinned, his gaze sliding to Christina beside him. “Chrissie,”.
he urged softly, “you should be the first to try.”
With everyone staring at her, Christina had no choice but to stop dithering.
“Alright.”
Christina picked up her fork and took a bite of the lobster.
Dylan leaned forward eagerly. “Well? How does it taste?”
“It’s delicious—sweet and perfectly tender.”.
She looked at him warmly and added, “Your cooking is as brilliant as ever. Truly impressive!”
Dylan flushed at her praise, a soft smile tugging at his lips. “For you, Chrissie, I’m willing to cook every single day.”
Robin’s eyes lit up instantly. Wait—did that mean he was included in this promise? A daily feast like this? The thought thrilled him, yet it swiftly brought a wave of frustration. Who could’ve guessed that, despite the memory loss, Dylan’s cooking was still out of this world? He couldn’t outdo Dylan now.
With mixed feelings, Robin downed a massive bowl of chicken soup. The top-notch soup brought an instinctive smile to his lips. The taste was outrageous—so rich and savory that it made him want to bite his own tongue!
“Didn’t you just trash-talk my brother’s cooking? So why did you gulp down an entire bowl all at once?”.
Chloe teased deliberately.
“No talking during meals.”.
With that, Robin fell silent, burying himself in his meal. Delicious! So incredibly delicious! Who could’ve said no to food that tasted like heaven?
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Chloe wrinkled her nose at the sight of Robin devouring his meal like a starved ghost—only to succumb seconds later and attack her own plate with the same ravenous ferocity.
“Burp.”.
Robin let out a loud, satisfied belch before collapsing onto the sofa, utterly stuffed. Full. So wonderfully full. What a pity this lovable idiot Dylan had been born into a privileged family—otherwise, he would’ve snatched Dylan up as his personal chef and lived out his days in bliss.
Suddenly, a cunning gleam sparked in Robin’s eyes, a sly flicker darkening their depths. This might be his only chance—while Dylan’s brain was still scrambled from that injury—to “persuade”.
him into becoming his permanent chef. By then… The cunning thought thrilled Robin, and he decided right then and there to put it into action. If he could trick Dylan into signing the contract, Dylan would be bound to him as a chef forever. And if his grandfather ever discovered that he’d successfully conned Dylan into becoming his personal cook, the old man would probably burst with pride for his shrewdness.
“What are you grinning at?”.
Chloe’s eyes narrowed, suspicion dripping from her gaze as it locked onto Robin. That sneaky smirk of his—he was definitely up to no good.
“No, I wasn’t smiling,”.
Robin fought hard to suppress the grin that always slipped out whenever he thought about pulling one over on Dylan.
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