You're Out, Daddy novel (Natasha and Kenneth) novel Chapter 922

Benjamin looked conflicted when he left Spencer's laboratory. Everything Anthony and Spencer had said was consistent, yet he could not shake off the feeling that something was amiss.

He knitted his brows as he stood at the door, feeling troubled.

Then, he glanced over his shoulder at the door behind him. I refuse to give up. I have to dispel the doubts in my heart.

As he was pondering how to go about it, a housekeeper walked past him carrying something.

An idea popped into my mind at the sight of the bowls on her tray, and he suddenly called out, “Wait a moment.”

The housekeeper halted her footsteps and looked at him. “Were you speaking to me, Mr. Benjamin?”

He nodded, went over to the housekeeper, and asked, “Did you just bring some food for my Mommy?”

She nodded and replied with a smile, “That's correct.”

“What dishes did you bring her?”

The housekeeper thought for a moment, then shook her head. “I'm not quite sure about that. The kitchen staff prepared the food. I'm just in charge of delivering it.”

Upon hearing that, he raised his eyebrows slightly. “The kitchen staff?”

“That's right.”

“Okay, got it,” he answered with a nod.

Smiling, the housekeeper said, “If there's nothing else, I'll get back to my work now.”

“All right”

And so, the servant finally left while carrying the tray.

After standing there and mulling it over, Benjamin proceeded to head downstairs.

The kitchen was not too far from where he was. After descending the stairs, he took a few turns and arrived directly at the kitchen.

Three chefs were preparing something in the kitchen at a leisurely pace. Since it was not mealtime, they did not seem busy.

When Benjamin walked in, the chefs were still chatting away.

The boy strolled around the kitchen, and upon seeing him, the chefs immediately sat up straight.

One of them could not hold himself back from asking, “Is there something we can help you with?”

Snapping back to his senses, Benjamin looked at them and shook his head. “Nothing. I'm just looking around.”

Just looking around... It was evident that none of the three chefs quite believed that.

Benjamin swept his gaze over them, then said, “Oh, it's like this. I wanted to ask who is in charge of cooking for my Mommy.”

“Your Mommy?” one of the chefs echoed.

“The one who urgently needs to replenish her health,” Benjamin explained.

A chef nodded. “I know. She's a beautiful Chanaean woman, right?”

“That's right. She's my Mommy!” Benjamin bobbed his head vigorously.

“Well, I'm in charge of all her meals,” the chef replied, smiling.

Benjamin immediately walked over to him when he heard that. “Can I find out what Nat... Mommy eats every day?”

“Of course!” With that, the chef proceeded to explain, “Your mother's meals focus primarily on light food and dishes that replenish the blood. Some ingredients we use daily are air-flown from other places, while some are freshly picked and delivered. All the ingredients are right here.”

Surveying the fresh ingredients, Benjamin frowned slightly. “Is there nothing else?”

“We actually change up the ingredients every month,” said the chef.