Chapter 534 Dinner
It was already seven thirty at night.
Rain sat stiffly, his face set with defiance. “Tilda, one day I’m going to be good at cooking. I’ll make food so amazing that every single one of you will have to admit it.”
His fists tightened as though he was holding on to his pride with everything he had.
His red eyes were ablaze with fire, and his messy hair puffed up like the spikes of a hedgehog.
There was nothing left of the ruthless leader of the R Organization.
In that moment, he looked like nothing more than a stubborn teenager.
Tilda gave him a gentle smile. “Alright, Rain. I’ll be waiting for that day.”
“Rain.” Mystro said firmly, his voice carrying the weight of an older brother, Tm going to give you some advice. Let it go.
“Even if you’re strong, if you blow up the kitchen, you won’t get out in time. Life matters more than pride. It’s better to let us handle the cooking.”
Mystro wasn’t trying to crush him.
Rain’s cooking really was a disaster.
If they hadn’t stopped him earlier, all of them might have been sent flying through the air.
Mystro still felt a chill when he thought about it.
What was supposed to be a joyful holiday meal nearly turned into a tragic scene.
Rain’s voice rose, sharper and more determined. “Mystro, that was just a mistake. When I decide to do something, I always succeed. Next time, I’ll show you I can do it.”
His stubborn spirit shone so bright it almost burned.
Tilda sighed. “Alright, alright. Let’s eat before the food gets
cold”
She knew this argument could stretch forever if she didn’t stop it.
Dane caught Liam’s eye, and both of them laughed under their breath.
The holiday meal finally began.
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Chapter 534 Dinner
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Outside the window, fireworks exploded across the night sky, their booming sounds echoing through the streets along with neighbors‘ cheers.
On the television, a holiday special played, its music flowing softly into the room.
“Tilda, try this! I marinated the chicken myself. It’s amazing!”
Mystro held a drumstick toward her with pride.
“And this is my fish filet, Liam said with a smile, sliding a piece toward her lips.
“Have a bite and tell me what you think.”
Before she could answer, Dane slipped several barbecued ribs on her plate. His eyes locked with hers, sending a quiet message.
I made these. Tilda. Please try them.
Rain froze.
All the food had been made by his seniors. He hadn’t done anything. He couldn’t offer Tilda anything.
The only choice left was to scoop up a few beef meatballs no one had touched and drop them on her plate.
“Tilda, here… try these meatballs. Do you like them? I picked them out at the store myself.”
When they went back to the R Organization base, he would find the best teacher and learn how to cook.
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