The Wrong Girl and the Wronged Girl (Stella and Ethan) novel Chapter 409

Chapter 409 A Complicated Debt

Chapter 409 A Complicated Debt

Tessa struggled to free her face from Victor’s grip.

Yet his hand instinctively tightened. “Still trying to escape?”

Tessa huffed, “Let go of me.”

Why hadn’t he refuted what that man had said carlier?

She wriggled slightly, seeing that Victor still hadn’t released her. “It hurts…”

What was this man made of? His grip was absurdly strong—it felt like my bones were about to shatter.

Hearing her say she was in pain, Victor hesitated for a moment before finally letting go.

“Make me some salad.”

Tessa blinked. “What?”

Salad?

Victor clarified, “Fruit salad.”

Tessa was stunned.

Fruit salad–something I actually knew how to make. I had once made it for Stella when she had a fever.

Wait.

“Isn’t there a chef?”

Victor replied flatly, “She’s been dismissed.”

Tessa was speechless.

Dismissed?

Seriously? Why?

When I had first arrived, there had been no chef. So the chef had the position only for one day?

This man worked under Abraham–surely he wasn’t short on money to hire household staff.

“Why?”

No chef?

Did that mean I had to start handling meals from now on?

Victor’s tone was unbothered. “Her cooking wasn’t good.”

“I thought it was fine.”

Tessa blurted out.

She wasn’t picky about food. Almost anything tasted decent to her–but Victor was clearly different.

Without another word, he turned and walked into his room.

Receiving no response, Tessa pouted before heading downstairs.

The kitchen layout was fairly standard, though Victor’s villa had an open–plan kitchen.

She found the vegetables and fruits..

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Chapter 409 A Complicated Debt

As she started preparing the salad, she called Stella.

The phone barely rang before Stella picked up. “Tessa.”

Her voice was slightly breathless.

Tessa asked, “What are you doing?”

Stella replied, “Abraham drank too much. I was just giving him some sobering soup.”

Tessa hummed in understanding.

Stella asked, “And you? Why the late–night call?”

Tessa sighed, “I’m making salad for Victor.”

“You know how to do it?”

Stella couldn’t cook to save her life, so her question came naturally.

Tessa scoffed, “What, looking down on me? You’ve had my cooking before.”

Stella was stunned.

Hearing that, she immediately recalled.

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She hadn’t thought about Tessa’s cooking in ages, but now that it was brought up, she muttered, “You’re sure that was salad?”

Tessa frowned. “Of course it was.”

“Who turns salad into soup?”

Only Tessa could manage to make salad into food like soup filled with mayonnaise sauce–and add fruits on top.

The taste had been… unique.

That day, I had been sick and craving something light. What I got instead–a bowl of ‘soup.‘

It was Tessa’s cooking that had completely discouraged me from ever attempting to make food myself.

I had realized then–some people simply lacked the talent for cooking.

Tessa was speechless.

Hearing Stella call it “soup” left her speechless.

“It was my first time–first time ever cooking. Be grateful.”

Not everyone was naturally gifted. No one got it perfect on their first attempt. “Don’t underestimate me. I’m good at it now.”

Stella raised an eyebrow. “Are you sure?”

“Of course.”

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