The Mafia King's Unknown Doctor Wife novel Chapter 405

"There seems to be a misunderstanding," Elena stated sweetly, "because though my mother would love to cook for you all, I'm not sure your kitchen could handle it."

Mrs. Winslow scoffed. "I doubt that, dear."

"Alright," Elena said, getting up from her seat, "let's see about that."

Without another word, she marched off to the kitchen. It took a moment, but soon the entire group was following behind her.

Elena quickly looked through the ingredients and different kitchen supplies and devices. She clicked her tongue in disappointment many times.

"You don't have any of the right ingredients for even a simple diner breakfast I'm afraid," Elena declared. "And even if you did, cooking in a stranger's kitchen is fairly difficult. I doubt anyone could do it in any reasonable amount of time."

"Are you kidding me?" Jack asked angrily. "We have the freshest, best ingredients imported straight to our table. There's nothing we lack—save for intelligent company."

Jack's wife laid a comforting hand on his shoulder. "It's difficult to find good company, dear."

Matt scuffed his shoe against the cold kitchen tiles. "If she didn't want to do something, she could've said as much. All these theatrics are just tacky."

"They're beyond tacky," Jack added. "They're simply low-class—"

"That's enough!"

Everyone suddenly turned to Sloane. Elena knew from one look her mother was pissed, but she doubted anyone else could see anything but cold, hard determination in her expression.

"If you're all willing to lose your minds over a bit of my cooking, I suppose I can't deny my in-laws anything," she remarked. "If you really want it so badly, come to my house and I'll make you something tonight!"

No one spoke for a long moment. But suddenly, Cameron clapped his hands together with a shit-eating grin.

"You heard her—let's go!" he said gleefully.

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