Beast Love Show: All For Her (by Sylvester Raven) novel Chapter 369

Flutty Mates Chase Their Boss on Survival Show

Chapter 369 A Truce Over Stew

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The air filled with the sizzle and fragrant steam as Layla sprinkled the final seasoning blend into the pot. A plume of aromatic smoke billowed up, carrying mouthwatering scents.

Quick as a flash, Layla added the earth-bulbs and other chopped vegetables before clapping the heavy lid in place.

George drifted closer, drawn by the smell. He took a deep breath, letting the smoky aroma fill his lungs, and his eyes went wide.

“Damn, that smells incredible,” he blurted out, barely swallowing a gulp of saliva.

Oliver, never missing a chance, smirked from the side. “Acting as if you’ve never smelled real food before.”

That got George’s back up.

He shot Oliver a glare. “Oh yeah? You’re so worldly-tell me what she’s making then.”

Oliver’s smug look faltered.

Even with his royal upbringing, he’d never encountered anything like Layla’s cooking.

Seizing the momentary victory, George mouthed the word “idiot” silently.

Oliver’s face flushed with anger, and the familiar tension sparked between them again.

Just as another argument threatened to erupt, Layla stepped between them, holding her spatula like a barrier.

“Enough. One more word from either of you, and you’ll both be watching while the rest of us eat,” she said, her voice cool.

The two men locked eyes, a silent battle of wills, before reluctantly clamping their mouths shut.

Their glares, however, continued to volley back and forth.

Layla rubbed her temples in exasperation.

Seriously, will these two ever get along?

The timely return of Yates and Emily with the others provided a welcome distraction.

Emily’s curious gaze landed on the strange pot simmering over the fire. “What’s all this?”

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Layla explained, rubbing her hands together, “It’s a one-pot stew. Wait until we lift the lid- you’ll understand the hype.

“Perfect for gathering around the fire, too.”

Emily moved closer, lowering her voice. “Once the military arrives… are you going after Stella?”

Layla shook her head. “Stella isn’t the priority right now. The escaped pirates and Leonard are. If they get desperate, they might hurt other contestants. We can’t let that happen.”

Emily nodded slowly, a new layer of respect coloring her perception of Layla.

To think I misjudged her so badly before.

A wave of remorse warmed her cheeks.

Reading the apology on Emily’s face, Layla gave her shoulder a gentle pat. “Don’t sweat it. You didn’t know me back then. We’ve moved past that, okay? No more guilt.”

Emily managed a small, grateful smile. Layla’s forgiveness felt like a weight lifting.

When the timer in her head went off, signaling the stew had reduced perfectly, Layla dramatically yanked the lid away.

A glorious, savory cloud enveloped them, making everyone’s mouths water instantly.

Jacob couldn’t help but groan. “Smells unreal! Layla, did you learn to cook like this from your foster mom?”

An awkward silence fell.

Emily shot Jacob a look that promised later retribution for his tactlessness.

The guy really has no tact-he just brought up something that upset Layla!

Layla just shrugged, unfazed. “Had to fend for myself. You pick things up.”

Her casual tone sparked a pang of sympathy in the group.

The live chat exploded.

[Stella’s the reason Layla had that life.]

[But if Layla grew up with Ciara, she might’ve turned out like Stella.]

[True. Swap their places, and Stella might be different, too.]

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