Divorced but Delighted novel Chapter 170

Chapter 170 Don’t You Like Mr. Barton?

“It’s nothing. A guest said that this dish is not authentic, so I’m a little surprised to hear that it tastes exactly like the taste in Yvonne’s hometown. But everyone has a different definition of the taste, so it’s normal for their evaluation to be different. Let’s eat, or the dishes will get cold.”

Cierra didn’t intend to say much. She simply brought it over and smiled again.

But the man next to her didn’t seem to intend to sk*p this topic directly.

Bruno was silent for a few seconds and then continued, “Since you have said that everyone’s definition of taste is different, is it possible that this dish only tastes slightly different from what he eats, but there is nothing wrong with the dish itself.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he paused for a moment and politely added, “The surname of Ms. Boyli and Ms. Boyle is similar, so I call you Cierra. Cierra, you don’t mind, do you?”

One’s surname was ‘Boyle’, and the other’s surname was ‘Boyli’. The two different words had the same pronunciation, so it was indeed easy to be misunderstood. Just like when she was with Aleah, sometimes it was not easy to call her that.

Cierra felt a little awkward about the sudden intimacy, but since Bruno had already called her that, she naturally couldn’t ask him to change it. She could only smile and shake her head. “It’s just a form of address. It’s fine.”

Bruno raised his hand and added drinks for the four of them. His focus seemed to be still on the

dishes. He said slowly.

“In fact, many guests are very picky. They will say that the taste is good, but unfortunately, it is not like the taste at home. What’s more, these people say that the taste is different from what they remember. It must be that the chef in the restaurant is not devoted to love. It’s definitely not a

matter of the ingredients.”

“That’s right! That’s what they say!”

Yvonne, who was eating happily on the opposite side, suddenly gave a thumbs-up. “My dad used to say that those who eat specialty dishes are the most annoying. They order Braised Chicken with Red Wine in local and say that it is not authentic. Some people use tea oil, and some people used improved recipes to add scallions, gingers, garlic, and so on. Each store has its own taste, but they say that it is not authentic. I am really speechless!”

After saying for a while, she drank up the drink. Then she waved her hand and said, “But now my dad has let it go. In the past, in order to support my studies, he coaxed them for me. I am working now. If the customers say it doesn’t taste good, he’ll directly talk back to them. He’s very arrogant now!”

While they were chatting enthusiastically, Cierra was in a daze on the other side.

From the moment Bruno and Yvonne said that, she seemed to have a vague answer in her heart.

The seasoning for every dish was different.

If Dr. Charles compared this dish with the taste of his hometown restaurant, this dish made by Cierra was absolutely authentic, but what if he compared it with the taste in his memory?

“Got it!”

Cierra’s eyes suddenly lit up, and she was so excited that she interrupted the other party’s words. She stood up and said, “Thank you, Bruno. I’m afraid I won’t be able to finish today’s meal with you. I have something to deal with. Just tell them my nanie after you’re done. There’s no need to pay the

bill!”

As soon as she finished speaking, she left quickly,

“She is leaving just like that. She really doesn’t stand on ceremony with us.” Adam clicked his tongue and looked at Cierra’s back in disgust.

However, Bruno was in a good mood. “Maybe she really has something to do. Moreover, she’s the one who invited us to dinner. What else do you want?”

Adam rested his chin on his hand and looked at Bruno with a complicated and deep gaze.

“If you have something to say, just say it. Don’t put on such a disgusting expression.”