Nancy glanced at Astrid.
Sure enough, Astrid is better than Kylie. I wonder how Kathleen would deal with her.
“Okay.” Kathleen nodded. “Put the garlic on the chopping board.”
“Thank you!” Astrid smiled thinly.
Kathleen pursed her lips. She asked, “You said you know how to cook just now. Do you only know how to cook without garlic?”
“How do you know? You are so smart,” Astrid answered in surprise.
“Then what can you cook?” Kathleen asked with a spurious smile.
“I can make curry.” Astrid curled her lips. “Can I cook curry?”
“Of course.” Kathleen grinned. “Chefs need to prepare the ingredients and cook themselves. John, bring two onions for Astrid. If one has the potential to become a good wife, she must know how to cut onions, right?”
“Sure!” John went over to take two onions at once. “Please show us, Ms. Holloway.”
Biting her lip, Astrid looked at Kathleen and forced a smile. “John really do as you say.”
John put down two onions in his hand and replied, “I do what others say too.”
He’s so mean!
Left with no choice, Astrid pursed her lips and smiled awkwardly. “Okay, let me cut it.”
However, she looked as if she was in a quandary.
Upon seeing that, John couldn’t help but snort.
She was the one who said she could cook just now. But why is she pretending now?
John had no idea what was on her mind.
On the other side, Kathleen cut all the garlic and scallion.
She then divided the garlic and scallion into two parts, one for herself and the other for Astrid.
Looking at Kathleen, Nancy admired her even more.
What a considerate woman!
Kathleen seemed to know what Astrid wanted to do next.
Therefore, she prepared for Astrid in advance.
If Astrid was still ungrateful for it, Nancy was afraid Kathleen would not help her again.
Judging from what Nancy observed, how Kathleen treated one was based on how she was treated.
If the other party didn’t respect her, Kathleen would not respect them either.
She would not compromise for the sake of maintaining her reputation even though she was a celebrity.
In some ways, Kathleen seemed very arrogant.
Normally, she didn’t show her pride. She tried to hide it, but her temperament still showed it.
No wonder Samuel keeps pestering her.
The man knew that she was a good woman, so he regretted letting her go.
When Astrid cut the onion, she began to cry.
Everyone merely glanced at her.
Steve couldn’t help to see her like that. He offered his help and said, “Come, let me help you.”
“Thank you.” Astrid immediately put down the knife and stood aside.
Immediately, Steve picked up the knife and began to slice the onion.
“It’s not that I don’t know how to cut the onions. It’s just that this knife is not easy to use. I always use the knife used by foreigners,” Astrid explained despondently.
Hearing that, John took out a knife that was imported from overseas and said, “There you go. Here’s the knife you want. Please continue.”
Astrid was speechless.
Right then, Steve chimed in, “John, go out to set up the table and attend to the guests. They are about to arrive.” Steve quickly sent John out.
“Got it.” Upon hearing that, John turned around and left.
Kathleen also began to make the garlic roasted chicken ahead of time.
Holding back his tears, Steve continued cutting the onion. After he finished, he turned to Astrid and said, “Well, you can start cutting the potatoes now.”
“Sure!” Astrid nodded.
With that, Steve put down the knife. He quickly went to wash his face.
After a while, Kathleen’s garlic roasted chicken was ready.
However, Astrid hadn’t even finished cutting a potato.
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