Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister novel Chapter 46

"Food," Horace said curtly. "If you want to pay me back, cook for me."

Clara opened her eyes wide, couldn't believe her ears.

"That's it?" she said in surprise. "But I'm not much of a good cook."

She meant, that the food she cooked was "not bad", that is, if not compared with Martha.

But Horace wanted her to cook for him? Seriously?

"What's it?" Horace lifted his brows slightly. "You don't want to?"

"Of course, I do." Clara immediately said. "But I owe you 60 thousand. How many meals should I cook for you?"

"How do you think?" Horace asked back.

Clara had no idea.

Dining at a normal restaurant shall cost at most a few hundred. 60 thousand should be hundreds of meals.

"A hundred?" she asked cautiously.

Horace found her cute when she carefully did the math. He smiled. "It's a deal."

"What should I cook for you then?" A meal that cost a few hundred, she must prepare it carefully. "Well, I know only a few dishes. I'll check the recipe and try tomorrow."

"Alright." Horace smiled even more.

The next day was Sunday. Horace left home for a meeting early in the morning.

Clara found some recipes online after she woke up and began to study them.

After being with Horace for a while, Clara noticed he seemed like spicy food. So, Clara chose three spicy dishes.

She stayed in the kitchen the entire morning and at noon, she finished her first dish. She immediately took a photo of it and sent it to Horace, asking if he liked it.

At the meeting office of Solrace.

Directors from all departments were all presented, making a report with great caution.

"Mr. Kirkland, that's what we've achieved this quarter." One of the middle-aged men, while wiping sweat, carefully said, "Are you still satisfied?"

Horace flipped through the documents in his hand, and said indifferently, "Do you think I'll be satisfied with this kind of achievement?" The crowd broke out in a cold sweat again.

"May… may I ask which part doesn't meet your expectation?"

"All," Horace said curtly. He tossed away the document at hand and said emotionlessly, "Redo it."

The room fell into dead silent.

Horace, a man in a wheelchair, had built Solrace from nothing to an important company in just two years, thanks to his decisive leadership.