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Slumdog Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 32

Chapter 32 A Weird Cook

In the house, a few wooden tables were placed. On one of the tables, four people were sitting around.

It was Audrey, Doreen, Henley, and a girl dressed in a formal dress.

Audrey looked at Hazel and asked in surprise, “Why are you with Gerald?”

Hazel smiled and said, “He went to my Internet café and happened to help me solve a problem. I wanted to thank him by taking him to Mr. Dirden’s to have a meal. I hope Mr. Dirden can cook for us!”

As Hazel spoke, she looked inside and asked, “Where is Mr. Dirden?”

“We have just informed his disciple. Mr. Dirden is still sleeping. He should be up now,” Audrey said.

Gerald was surprised and asked, “There are only a few of us here. We should be able to eat, right?”

“Not necessarily,” Hazel sighed. “Whether Mr. Dirden is willing to cook or not depends on how much he likes us. If he is not, he will not do it. Moreover, he might like you this time. The next time he sees you, he might be unhappy again.”

“He’s such a weird man.” Gerald was speechless. He thought to himself, I feel that his temper is even weirder than those old men and women in Night Watch.

Beside Gerald, Henley curled his lips and said, “Isn’t he just a cook? As long as the money is enough, I don’t believe he

won’t do it!”

After Henley finished speaking, the expressions of everyone changed slightly. Audrey hurriedly said, “Henley, don’t speak nonsense. Mr. Dirden is not the kind of person who craves money, and he does not lack money…”

Henley laughed, but he still acted accordingly and did not continue to speak.

“I heard today that Audrey brought her friend here. I was prepared to give you a good meal.” At this time, a loud voice

sounded.

Immediately after, an old man with grey hair and rosy cheeks pushed open the door from a room nearby.

He was dressed in a white chef uniform. Beside him was thirty–year–old man. Although he was in such a normal

house, his chef uniform was very clean and flawless.

Audrey’s expression changed slightly. She hurriedly said with a smile, “Kaven, this friend of mine doesn’t know much about the rules here. Please don’t bother with him!”

Kaven glanced at Henley and said coldly, “The store is not open today. Please go back!”

“8,000 dollars!”

At this time, Henley made a gesture of eight and said lightly, “If you cook this meal, I can give you 8,000 dollars.”

Kaven suddenly turned his head and looked at Henley.

Henley revealed a sneer on his face. He looked at Kaven’s angry face and said again, “16 thousand dollars!”

This idiot! Beside him, Gerald could not help but curse in his heart.

In the mind of a rich man born with a silver spoon like Henley, no one in this world did not like money. Money could settle everything, and it only depended on whether or not it was enough.

Audrey and Hazel frowned.

Kaven trembled slightly when he heard Henley’s words.

’32 thousand dollars!” Henley continued to increase the value.

At the same time, Henley looked at Gerald provocatively, as if saying, “Can you take out so much money?”

“Kid, you are going too far!” Kaven suddenly growled, turned around, and walked directly into the room.

Next to him, the middle–aged man looked at Henley and said indifferently, “Mr. Dirden has gone to rest. He won’t

open

the door today, and he won’t cook. Everyone, please go back. Moreover, everyone here today doesn’t have to come to the small store to eat in the future. From today on, we will not receive any of you.”

As he spoke, he looked at Henley and said, “Young man, perhaps you are very rich, but in this world, there are many things that money can’t buy. We dare not provoke all of your rich people, but we also have the right to choose whom to cook for.”

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