The Billionaire's True Heiress From Fake Jewel to Real Crown novel Chapter 1091

The girl, Phoebe Young, had a round, slightly chubby face.

She was clearly a foodie.

"I don't think we can do that," Skye said.

Skye calculated how much a private chef's cooking would cost. If she asked for too little, Claire would lose out; if she asked for too much, this girl might curse them behind their backs.

"Are you sure?" Phoebe pleaded, clasping her hands together.

"Please, I just want a small portion!"

Skye looked over at Claire.

She was out of options. With Phoebe begging like this, she couldn't bring herself to refuse.

"You can have a taste," Claire offered, "but there's no need to buy it."

She grabbed a small plate, picked out a few pieces of the braised meat, and gestured for Phoebe to come in.

Phoebe stepped into the room, the mouthwatering aroma hijacking her senses once again.

"Can I... can I just eat it here?"

She took a deep, greedy breath of the fragrant air.

"You can take it with you," Claire said, slightly surprised.

"Yeah, you should take it," Skye chimed in. "I'm afraid if you eat it here, you won't want to leave."

Skye figured that if the aroma had lured Phoebe all the way over, one bite might make her stay for good.

Or worse, she'd sit there eating her portion while eyeing the rest of their food.

Skye reminded herself that her current luxurious lifestyle relied entirely on her roommate. Adding another mouth to feed meant less for her, and she absolutely refused to let that happen!

Phoebe raised her hand like she was taking an oath. "I promise, I'm just tasting it. I won't ask for more."

"It smells so incredible, I'm just worried that taking it back will make my roommates cry out of jealousy."

"If they all come knocking to ask for some, it would just put Claire in a tough spot, right?"

Phoebe knew exactly what to say.

Put that way, it actually made sense.

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