The Darling of the Paranoid Tycoon by Cheryl Rice novel Chapter 117

Chapter 117

elbert, you’re overthinking. Iwandtner took down on you,” Harriet assured him, urging him not to wory much. 

lbert was usually so decisive, yet he was acting like a child denied ndy when it came to such matters. 

ut Vernon can cook, and you enjoy his couxmp.” Delbert grumbled th a throaty voice. 

‘ho said that? I don’t. That’s nonsense are denied it 

phatically. “Delbert, think about it. You have many outstanding alities compared to that scoundrel, Vernon. For instance, you’re ore handsome than him, and you earn more money 

arriet tried her best to cheer him up. 

‘ell, I admit that,” Delbert said, getting some conftience back. 

: embraced Harriet, contentedly nuzzling against her. 

ry witnessed their affectionate display once more. 

though he had only been with Delbert for half a month, he derstood that Delbert had always been away from the kitchen. 

s cold and distant demeanor was completely at odds with bang 

ft and cute. 

t, for Harriet’s sake, he kept pushing his boundaries. 

rhaps this was what true love meant. 

st as Cory was marveling at the extraordinary love between Delbertt 

d Harriet, a loud bang suddenly echoed from the kitchen. 

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Everyone in the living room was startled, and Cory quickly opened the kitchen door and rushed in to investigate. 

Now things were really bad. The kitchen had exploded. 

Not only was there a raging fire, but ingredients were also scattered all over the floor. It was a sight for sore eyes. 

And the culprit behind all this was Opal. 

If Delbert’s actions just now had sparked a small fire in the kitchen, then what Opal was doing now was undoubtedly fanning the flame. 

“What happened?” Harriet and Delbert gulped upon arriving at the 

scene. 

“I just wanted to help put out the fire. I didn’t expect it to worsen the situation.” Opal’s face was full of remorse. 

Not only did Harriet’s heart ache at her pitiful appearance, but even Cory felt a strange sensation in his heart. 

Harriet, unable to hear the sight of tears, quickly reassured her, “It’s okay, Opal. This is just a minor mishap. Don’t worry. I will handle it.” 

Harriet rolled up her sleeves, confidently preparing to clean up the mess in the kitchen. However, she accidentally touched the gas switch. 

A massive flame instantly erupted from the bottom of the pot, scorching the already unsightly wall. 

Cory was left speechless, wondering if Delbert and Harriet had planned to burn down the house. 

“Well, sir, madam, Opal, you should leave the kitchen first. I’ll handle it here,” he proposed. 

The kitchen was already beyond saving, and his job required him to