Chapter 24
Chapter 24
When they returned to the mansion, the sun was already out. Thanks to Lucius, Violet had spent an
entire day without food or sleep. Starving, she decided to get some food into her stomach before
anything else.
Violet entered the kitchen for the first-time. It was stupidly big and could compete with kitchens from
five-star hotels. All the ingredients were fresh, and the head chef was even a Michelin-star chef hired
from a five-star hotel.
Violet made a simple bowl of noodles for herself. Perhaps it was because Belle Youngblood had been
her stepmother, but she had never taken care of her. Violet had to fend for herself and cook her own
meals. While she could not compare to Michelin-star chefs, her food was pretty tasty.
“What exactly did you make? It infuriated Master Lucius. You know perfectly well that he’s a really picky
eater when working and will fly into a rage if he’s not satisfied with the food.” The servant in charge of
delivering food came in and started yelling at the chefs. “Cook another dinner for him!”
The chefs did not dare to say anything. They immediately started preparing a new meal.
Violet went to the living room with her bowl of noodles and saw shards all over the study room. There
was food scattered among them.
“Fire them all!” Lucius shouted from Inside the room. This was the first time she heard him so livid.
More bowls came flying out. George and the servants hung their heads at the door while looking
resigned.
The door slammed shut.
“What should we do, Mr. George? This is already the tenth batch of chefs. If we fire them as well..
“I know. The weather forecast stated that a typhoon is coming. Even if we hire a new batch, no one
would dare to take the risk of coming here in a helicopter.”
was out of
The servants looked at George with troubled expressions, but he just shook his head, because he w
ideas as well.
Lucius was usually pretty easy-going, but, once he started working, he turned into a living volcano that
could erupt at any second. He also became a horrifically picky eater.
“We can’t just let him starve. He gets even more irritable when hungry. Then…”
That, too, was a problem.
George’s brows creased together. He looked to have just aged by a few years.
While Violet pitied George and the servants, this was none of her business. She went to the dining
table and started eating her noodles.
“What’s that smell?”
Lucius came out because of being irritated by his hunger and saw Violet eating her food at the dining
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Violet was happily enjoying her food when he plucked the fork out of her hands. Then, he tried some of
her
noodles.
Once Lucius took a bite, he said, “Bring it into the study.”
Violet was stunned. What was going on? Did Lucius just eat her noodles? The same noodles she had
been eating just now, which were most definitely covered in her saliva?”
“Please send the noodles in, Madam.” George looked like he had just found his savior. “Master Lucius
likes your noodles. Please help us.”
While George was usually quite indifferent, he had never mistreated her, so Violet did not mind helping
him. Hesitantly, she brought the noodles into the study.
The study room was huge. It was more than one hundred square meters big. There was a large desk in
the middle of it, and Lucius was sitting behind it.
She went over and put the noodles on his table before turning around to leave.
“Feed me!” Lucius ordered her with his eyes glued to the screen.
Violet was stunned. Why did he need someone to feed him when he was perfectly capable of feeding
himself? He was not a kid!
“Now!” Lucius was about to blow up from how hungry he was.
Violet quickly picked up a forkful of noodles and sent it to his mouth. He ate it.