His Private Chef (by Amycee) novel Chapter 167

Chapter 167

I dropped onto the couch across from them, narrowing my eyes. I already knew. “Alright. What’s he offering now?”

Sophia giggled. “The same car I begged him for when I turned twenty–one. He told me to ask Dad back then. Now suddenly it’s his bargaining chip.”

I pressed my lips together, trying not to laugh. “Really, Liam? A car?”

His jaw set stubbornly. “Why can’t she just tell me? It’s only a few days away. Why should Sophia know when I don’t?”

“Because you’re impatient,” I said. “You didn’t care this much when nobody knew. Now suddenly it’s killing you.”

Sophia crossed her arms, smug. “Ignore him, Em. He’s addicted to being the boss, always the one with the secrets. But now? I’m the boss. Deal with it.”

She flicked her hand in mock dismissal, eyes sparkling with triumph. “Take your man upstairs before he drives me insane.”

I gestured for Liam to follow me. He did, sulking the whole way. And yes, he carried on sulking in bed until he finally fell asleep.

The next morning, Sophia walked into my room while I was dressing to leave for Laura’s. She leaned against the doorway with that look I’d learned to distrust.

“You know,” she said casually, “I could just tell you the gender.”

I raised a brow. “And what exactly would you want in return?”

Her grin widened. “You already know by now. I’m a Black. Nothing comes for free.”

I rolled my eyes. “Then hurry up and say it.”

“Convince Liam to say yes to something for me. That’s all.”

”

I laughed. “No thanks. I want to find out like everyone else.

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She groaned as I grabbed my bag. “You’re too good for your own good!”

I only laughed, shaking my head all the way to the car

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When I got to the Black residence, my mother was already there. Not surprising. She and Laura had teamed up, and once those two put their heads together about the baby, there was no stopping them.

Laura rushed over carrying a tablet. “We need to confirm the location. Here, yes? I’ve drafted everything. I just need your nod.”

“Here’s fine,” I said with a smile. “Honestly, I don’t mind whatever you decide. It’s all perfect to me.”

She and my mom exchanged a look, already halfway to the terrace before I finished speaking.

Left alone, I pulled out my phone to message Lisa again. She had insisted she couldn’t make it, and I had been on her case for days.

You can’t miss this. I mean it. If you do, I’ll never forgive you.

She sent back the same excuse about work. My jaw tightened. Best friends are supposed to show up. Period.

The day of the baby shower arrived.

When I walked into the Black family garden, I had to stop. The place was transformed. The same space where I’d once announced my pregnancy was now a dream. White drapes fluttered in the breeze, flowers cascaded across tables, and the fountain glittered with floating candles. Everyone wore white, making the whole scene glow.

Just family. Intimate, but perfect.

A tap landed on my shoulder. I turned, and froze.

Lisa.

I screamed, throwing my arms around her, tears burning my eyes. Then, true to form, I smacked her arm. “Don’t you ever do this to me again. Do you hear me? Ever.”

She grinned, eyes dancing. “But did you like the surprise?”

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Chapter 162

I gave her a mock glare, still crying. “You’re impossible. I’m still not talking to you.”

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