Is he planning to starve everyone?
She could handle skipping a al, but Noah Drexler’s injuries hadn’t healed yet.
He needed to eat and rest well and now with Mr. Drexler pulling this stunt, he had even more reason not to eat.
Thinking of this, Sumr Shawcross turned a bit pale and looked back at Mr. Drexler with discontent.
Why was this old man as unreasonable as Noah Drexler?
Seeing Sumr’s expression, Mr. Drexler chuckled and suddenly suggested to her.
"You prepare dinner for , and the Drexler Family’s chef will prepare dinner for you two, how about that?"
Hearing this, Sumr was grinding her teeth in anger, but she nodded in agreent.
"Fine!"
Seeing her agree, Mr. Drexler showed a satisfied smile.
"But let make it clear, I’m not good at cooking, so if it doesn’t taste good, you can’t go back on your word!" Sumr bit her lip and said to him sowhat uneasily.
"Of course, I always keep my word!" Mr. Drexler nodded.
Seeing this, a smile appeared on Sumr’s face. She suddenly turned around, entered the small building, and headed towards the kitchen.
Watching her suddenly cheerful figure, Butler Ye beside Mr. Drexler showed a worried expression.
"Sir, why do I feel like... the young mistress might be planning to poison you?"
He clearly saw that delighted expression on her face earlier.
Upon hearing the butler’s words, Mr. Drexler suddenly displayed a reminiscing smile and shook his head.
"She wouldn’t do that."
"But..." Just as Butler Ye was worriedly about to say sothing else, Mr. Drexler suddenly waved his hand, instructing.
"Leave the dog in the yard."
"Yes!" Butler Ye nodded.
...
In the kitchen.
After Sumr Shawcross entered, she casually found an apron, then rummaged through the pile of ingredients the servant had just brought in... eventually picking out two potatoes, so greens, and a bloody piece of beef, throwing them all onto the cutting board, she began chopping.
This scene was witnessed by Butler Ye, who was uneasy and ca to check. He hurried inside with a look of horror.
"Oh dear, young mistress, these ingredients need to be washed first..."
Seeing Butler Ye’s horrified look, Sumr pursed her lips, her face showing so dissatisfaction.
"Who’s cooking here, or you?"
Upon being told this, Butler Ye’s face showed a hint of embarrassnt.
"If you keep nagging, I won’t cook!" Sumr continued, biting her lip.
With these words, Butler Ye’s expression beca even more terrified. He quickly stepped back a few steps, out of the kitchen, and respectfully said to her.
"Well... young mistress, please continue... continue..."
Seeing this, Sumr gave Butler Ye a glance, then pursed her lips, continuing with her ’dark culinary art’.
After chopping unwashed ingredients together, she tossed them into the pot, added a lot of water, and casually grabbed a nearby seasoning bottle, pouring randomly, then put the lid on.
"Done!"
After completing the series of steps, Sumr showed a satisfied smile on her face, standing by the pot and waiting.
At this mont...
Outside the kitchen’s glass door.
Mr. Drexler leaned on his cane, quietly and contemplatively, watching inside the kitchen.
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