The Spoilt Beauty And Her Beasts Chapter 678: Since all of you insisted on staying, all of yo

"Co," he said. "You wanted to cook."

Isabella nodded at once, because the mont he said that, she rembered the kitchen again.

So the two of them walked back together.

By the ti Isabella returned, the kitchen area was still full.

In fact, it was too full.

The mont she saw the scene in front of her, she stopped walking and stared.

Glimora was there sprawled like a shaless little queen near the side, clearly having no intention of leaving as long as food existed in the world.

Osiris was also there looking far too energetic for soone who should have been sent away from trouble at least three tis already.

Zyran was sitting there with the air of a spoiled noble who had co to supervise suffering rather than help.

Cyrus was nearby as well, looking soft and calm as always. Ophelia and Shelia were sitting together, and even Luca was there.

Beside Ophelia stood Valen, naturally staying close to his mate and taking care of her with that steady, protective way of his.

The whole group looked far too settled.

Isabella narrowed her eyes at once.

"Did you all stay here all day till i ca back?"

The mont they saw her, everyone’s eyes turned over.

Cyrus was the first to rise.

He smiled softly and walked toward her, then without hesitation he held her carefully. One arm wrapped around her shoulders while the other hand rested at her waist, and the gesture ca so naturally that it was obvious he had been wanting to do it for a while already.

Beastn truly liked physical touch, especially around the won they loved, and Cyrus was one of the worst in that regard. The mont Isabella ca back into sight, he had to touch her at once just to make sure she was alright.

"I told them to leave," Cyrus said in that gentle voice of his. "Even after i cleaned up, they still decided to stay."

Hearing that, Isabella slowly smiled.

It was a very evil smile.

A very dangerous smile.

The kind of smile that made Luca’s instincts imdiately start screaming.

"Fine then," she said sweetly. "Since you all want to stay, you will be joining for cooking today."

The mont those words ca out, the kitchen beca noisy at once.

Zyran was the first to complain.

"I cannot do that," he said, looking personally offended. "I am a god. Isabella, be reasonable."

Isabella turned and looked at him with a sweet face. "Yeah?"

Zyran imdiately felt that sothing was wrong.

Then Isabella continued, "But why are you here?"

For one second, Zyran opened his mouth and actually had no answer.

Ophelia covered her mouth.

Shelia imdiately burst into laughter.

Even Luca turned away because his shoulders were already shaking.

Zyran clicked his tongue. "Cruel female."

Before Isabella could reply, Osiris suddenly raised his hand like a child who had just heard exciting news.

"Yes, i want to cook."

Isabella turned to him at once. "No."

Osiris looked shocked. "Why?"

"You stay away."

"Why do you always exclude ?" Osiris imdiately looked wronged, and because he was a phoenix, when he looked wronged, he sohow managed to look both foolish and deeply sincere at the sa ti.

Isabella pointed at him very seriously. "You are fire."

Osiris blinked. "So?"

"So," Isabella repeated, "you will burn down this kitchen. I do not play like that with you."

For a mont, the whole room was quiet.

Then laughter exploded.

Ophelia laughed so hard that she leaned into Valen at once, and Valen had to hold her steady while his own expression softened with helpless amusent.

Shelia also laughed, though hers ca out in a more funny way. Luca did not even bother hiding it. Zyran slapped his knee once and looked far too delighted by Osiris’s suffering. Even Kian’s eyes grew softer at the side.

Osiris stared at all of them with disbelief. "I would be careful."

Isabella folded her arms. "That is exactly what dangerous people always say before sothing explodes."

That only made everyone laugh harder.

Osiris looked deeply wounded. "You are all ganging up on ."

Zyran imdiately replied, "Because it is easy."

Osiris glared at him. "I will hit you."

Zyran lazily leaned back. "You say that every day."

While the two of them started again, Glimora suddenly made a sound from the side.

Everyone looked over.

The shaless beast had clearly chosen this exact mont to stretch and flop down even more comfortably, as if announcing that she would be staying for the entire event.

Isabella stared at her. "Why are you looking so pleased with yourself? You are not helping either."

Glimora blinked at her and made no move whatsoever.

Zyran looked at the beast, then at Isabella, and said very seriously, "At least she knows how to act like a princess properly."

That sentence instantly made the room noisy again.

This ti even Cyrus laughed softly.

Isabella pointed at Zyran at once. "You will be helping the most."

Zyran’s face changed imdiately. "What? Why?"

"Because you spoke."

"That is oppression."

"That is consequence."

Luca let out a laugh and finally said, "I support this."

Isabella looked at him. "Good. You will be helping too."

Luca’s laughter stopped at once.

That made Ophelia laugh even harder.

By now the room had completely turned lively, and even Isabella herself was finding it hard to hold back her smile.

There was just sothing very funny about seeing all of them gathered like this, especially because half of them clearly wanted to stay around her, but none of them wanted to admit that they had stayed just to wait for her to co back.

Then Isabella clapped her hands lightly to get their attention.

"Enough. Since all of you insisted on staying, all of you have work now."

This ti there was far less arguing, mostly because everyone had already realized she was serious.

Isabella looked at Ophelia and Shelia first. "You two go get a bucket of water and bring the big bowl too."