Her Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 811

Chapter 811 Don’t You Have Hands?

Mateo’s face fell. Just as he was about to turn her down, he looked up and saw Crayson staring sternly at him. Left with no choice, he rose and sat down on the chair beside it.

Just then, Matthew took off his apron and shuffled toward them from the kitchen. “Come on, Master Iron. I’ve reserved a seat for you.” Eleanor patted the seat beside her with a bright smile. “Don’t you think I treat you well?”

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There seemed to be an insinuation in her words. She was trying to mock Veronica, who was seated across from her. “Thanks, Your Highness.” Matthew didn’t mind it as he sat down beside her.

As the only senior among the younger people, Crayson said, “Alright. Since everyone’s here, we’ll start having lunch.” Hayley never came down to join them. Those who knew what had happened never brought up this matter either.

Then, Matthew picked up an entire fish and placed it on Veronica’s plate. “Have some fish, Miss Veronica. If you don’t eat it now, it’ll be gone soon. Master Waylen told me you love eating fish, so I specifically prepared it for you.”

He was a cook, so it was inappropriate for him to take the initiative to place some food on Veronica’s plate. However, since he had mentioned Crayson, everything seemed reasonable. It was especially true since the Ledgers had praised the fish for being palatable. Therefore, it would likely be gone for good in no time.

“Thanks.” Although Veronica was touched, she never let her emotion show on her face.

“What about me?” Mateo gazed at Matthew. “I’m considered your half-master. It’s impolite of you not to place some food on my plate.”

For some reason, he was displeased when he saw Matthew getting some food for Veronica. To his surprise, Matthew shot him a dispassionate glance and refuted, “Don’t you have hands?”

At that, Mateo was speechless.

Eleanor guffawed in response. “You have a point, Master Iron. You’re not supposed to make things difficult for my master, Mateo.”