Chapter 180
To ease her own embarrassment, Cornelia quickly shifted the topic onto Marcus’s wife, President Hartley, your cooking is really delicious, and with your wholehearted effort, I think your wife must love your dishes”
“Well, as long as you like it “Marcus chuckled, “How about you teach me another dish tomorrow?”
President Hartley, if I hadn’t seen you cooking myself tonight, I would’ve thought this was made by a professional chef Your cooking skills are way better than mine, there’s no need for me to teach you “Cornelia thought Marcus’s culinary skills were already pretty top–notch, no need for further teaching
Marcus paused for a moment, realizing he might have outdone himself.
Shouldn’t a beamner in cooking make a mess in the kitchen?
He figured he could give it a shot next time.
After dinner, as Cornelia began to clean up, Marcus stopped her again, “You’ve already done me a huge favor, take a break, I do the cleaning up.”
Did she do him a great favor? Cornelia felt like she was more like mooching a free meal.
But since he was willing to clean up, she let him, “President Hartley. I leave first then.”
“Wait for me in the living room, I have something to talk to you about.” After saying that, Marcus started cleaning up and went into the kitchen, leaving Cornelia to wait in the living room.
Just as Cornelia sat down, the doorbell rang
She opened the door to find Dr. Dawson standing outside. Seeing her there, Dr. Dawson wasn’t surprised at all
Cornelia let Dr. Dawson in She looked around but didn’t see Marcus, “Cornelia, where’s Marc?”
Cornelia pointed at the kitchen, “We just finished dinner, he’s cleaning up.”
Dr. Dawson seemed shocked, her face twisted in disbelief, “He let you cook here? And he’s cleaning up after dinner?”
Cornelia corrected her, “I didn’t do the cooking, it was all President Hartley. He initially asked me to teach him a couple of home–cooked dishes so he could make them for his wife later, but turns out President Hartley is a natural, his cooking is even better than mine.”
Dr. Dawson couldnt believe the person Cornelia was talking about was Marcus. He hated the smell of cooking oil and never let anyone cook in his house.
And shed watched Marcus grow up, never heard of him cooking before
She guessed he must’ve secretly learned to cook, mastering it in no time.
But did he really need to go to such lengths to impress Cornelia?
With his looks, wealth, and status, what woman couldn’t he have?
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