The Bigshot Married Himself to the Heiress Chapter 915 - 901: Some People Never Change

He could kill a person, so killing a chicken isn’t a big deal at all.

"Yeah, I can do it."

Rose Collins glanced at the clothes Adrian Desmond was wearing. The clothes obviously weren’t cheap. Rose shook her head,

"Did you drive here? It’s not a short journey. Go take a rest, I’ll handle it."

"Mom, let Adrian do it," Sienna Johnson said.

"Don’t argue with , it’s not much work. You all rest, it’ll be done soon."

...

In no ti, Rose Collins efficiently prepared a al: spicy chicken, stir-fried eggplant, loofah with scrambled eggs, stir-fried bacon with shiitake mushrooms, and she also stead corn, chestnuts, and sweet potatoes... all were ho-cooked dishes, and Sienna Johnson suddenly felt hungry.

"Eat more," Rose Collins kept serving Sienna Johnson food.

"I haven’t stopped eating."

"Adrian, you too."

The old hen soup was still simring, and the little courtyard was filled with the comforting aroma of chicken soup.

Adrian was hungry too. Though the ingredients weren’t particularly expensive, the al was satisfying.

"Is it tasty?" Rose Collins was pleased to see both of them enjoying the food.

"Delicious," the two said simultaneously.

"Mom, I ca to see you."

The courtyard door suddenly opened, and two people walked in, Marvin Rafael and Ashley Hopper.

"Mom, Sis, Brother-in-law..." Marvin Rafael entered with a roast duck in one hand and a bottle of white liquor.

Rose Collins happily said, "Marvin, your sister has co to see us."

Ashley Hopper sourly remarked, "Mom, you really treat this adopted daughter well. As soon as she cos, you start making the old hen soup. I haven’t seen you make it for ."

Marvin Rafael replied, "You still need nourishnt? You’ve gained so much weight already, be careful, you might have complications during childbirth."

"Marvin Rafael, are you jinxing ?"

Sienna Johnson interrupted, speaking bluntly, "We’re trying to eat here. If you two want to argue, can you take it outside? Your bickering is ruining my appetite."

Ashley Hopper looked at Sienna Johnson with jealousy. They were both pregnant, so why did Sienna still look so beautiful? Apart from her growing belly, you couldn’t tell she was expecting.

"Sienna, Marvin insisted on coming to see you when he heard you were here. He thought you might be lacking food and drinks. I think he’s just worrying needlessly. Mom treats you so well; look at this feast, it’s like Lunar New Year."

"Brother, from what Sis-in-law is saying, are you living in a villa but eating nothing but chaff and swallowing bitterness?" Sienna Johnson mocked.

"Ashley Hopper, if you don’t settle down, you can just go ho!"

Ashley Hopper wasn’t leaving. She sat down boldly, "I’m not leaving. I moved the baby today and need so old hen soup to calm down."

"When do you not drink chicken soup?"

"Mom’s cooking is outstanding. The chicken soup made by the servant at ho can’t compare to Mom’s."

Ashley Hopper’s personality had changed.

When Sienna Johnson first t Ashley Hopper, although she indulged her sister-in-law a bit, she was still sensible. But now, she was entirely like her younger sister.

Rose Collins’s face didn’t look great either, "Let go check if the chicken soup is ready."

Ashley Hopper glanced at Sally in surprise, "Isn’t she your family’s servant? Can a servant sit at the sa table and eat with the owner? Doesn’t the Johnson Family value rules the most?"

"Get ho now!" Marvin Rafael shouted angrily.

"Marvin Rafael, how dare you! Do you believe I’ll take your son and return to my parents’ ho, never to co back?"

"Return to your parents’ ho?" Sienna Johnson sneered, "Do you even have a ho to return to? Isn’t your whole family staying at my brother’s place?"

"What do you an your brother’s place? It’s my ho too. My ho, I decide who stays; if I don’t want soone, they have to leave!" Ashley Hopper spoke harshly, clearly targeting Sienna Johnson.

"Such style, haha..."

Rose Collins brought out two bowls of old hen soup. Knowing that Sienna Johnson couldn’t eat oily foods, she carefully skimd off all the surface oil.

"It’s decent,"

Rose Collins planned to kill another hen laying eggs at night, letting it stew overnight so Sienna could have so in the morning.

"It’s quite good," Sienna Johnson said, sipping the soup.

"Have more."

Watching their affectionate mother-daughter interaction, Ashley Hopper felt bitter. This mother-in-law never sided with her own, couldn’t she distinguish between close and distant relationships?

An in-law, not even blood-related, treated with such heartfelt devotion. How foolish...