The Billionaire's True Heiress From Fake Jewel to Real Crown novel Chapter 1111

Alistair James lifted the lid, and the mouthwatering aroma of Glazed Short Ribs instantly drew out everyone's cravings.

"Holy shit, that smells amazing!"

Alistair's roommates were completely stunned.

"This Claire is incredible. Are these Glazed Short Ribs from a five-star restaurant?"

"Hurry up and open the other containers!"

The guys crowded around, urging Alistair on.

Alistair swallowed hard and popped the lids off the remaining containers.

They were all gourmet dishes!

"Man, you can't possibly finish all this by yourself, right?"

"I totally can!" Seeing his buddies about to pounce, Alistair grew frantic.

He practically threw himself over the table to protect his feast, but he was no match for their grabbing hands.

"There's no way you can eat all that. Good things are meant to be shared."

"Are you really going to ditch your bros over some food?"

"Yeah, you said it yourself before—everything but the girlfriend is fair game!"

"Alistair, are we best friends or not? I just want one rib, I'm not asking for your kidney!"

Facing the relentless assault from his roommates, Alistair stood no chance.

By the end, they even used bread rolls to mop up every last drop of the savory gravy.

Alistair desperately wanted to demand who exactly was hoarding bread rolls this late at night.

They licked the containers so clean he wouldn't even need to wash them.

"Seriously, what kind of background does Claire have? With a private chef cooking like this, how much does her family pay them a month?"

Alistair wiped his mouth, echoing the general sentiment in the room.

"Maybe it wasn't a chef at all. Maybe Claire cooked it herself."

One of his roommates threw out the wild theory.

Alistair didn't buy it for a second.

"With hands like hers? No way she spends time scrubbing pots in a kitchen."

His roommate rolled his eyes. "Alistair, when were you secretly checking out her hands?"

"I was looking respectfully." Alistair scoffed at his friend's dirty mind.

"Listen up. You all ate my Glazed Short Ribs today, which means every single one of you owes me a meal. Got it?"

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