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In the villa on the outskirts.
Nora stood by the window and watched the car drive off into the distance. He pursed his lips and turned around to sit at the dining room table.
In front of him was the lunch prepared by Justin. The steak had been cut into small pieces and there was soup as well. It seemed incongruous.
However, Nora didnât mind at all. She picked up the soup and took a sip. She commented, âYesterdayâs soup was salty. Today itâs fine.â
âYes, this means I still have the talent to cook.â
Justin had a smile on his face. After saying that, he poured her another bowl.
Nora looked at him and praised, âItâs been hard for you, cooking is very difficult. You donât have to keep doing it. Iâll find someone to cook for you.â
Justin raised his eyebrows. âIs it hard, why do I feel like itâs pretty simple?â
âSimple?â
Nora raised her eyebrows and continued, âYou know, Iâve cooked on three occasions in my life.â
Justin looked very interested and smiled, âOh, on what occasions?â
Nora took a bite of the steak and felt it didnât satisfy her. Justin had cut it into too small of pieces. She used her fork to cut five or six pieces and popped them into her mouth. After chewing twice and swallowing, he said, âThe first time I cooked was overseas. At that time, Cherry was one year old. I wanted to cook her a bowl of egg soup.â
Justin asked, âAnd?â
âI mistook salt for sugar and steamed it until it was very soft. When I fed it to Cherry, she ended up throwing up.â
âHahahaha!â Justin rarely laughed so nonchalantly. He seemed very cheerful when he laughed.
âI didnât give up and went back to cooking. But I forgot to turn off the fire and burned the bottom of the pot. Fortunately, nothing happened to me. However, my youngest aunt ordered me not to cook again.â
Nora sighed helplessly. âBut I didnât give up. I went to the kitchen for the third time and burned everything. Forget it. I may not have any talent for cooking.â
Justin watched as she described her lack of talent earnestly and laughed nonstop. âYouâre the mighty Anti, the number one alternative medicine doctor, an international runner, a hacker, and the Big Sister of Quinn Martial Arts School. You excel in every field, but you canât cook!â.
Nora rolled her eyes. âGeniuses arenât omnipotent.â
Justin was tired of smiling. âItâs okay. Iâll cook in the future.â
âYes.â
Nora saw that he was laughing hard. She ate the meat again mercilessly and chewed hard. She treated the meat like chewing this dog man.
What was it that was so funny to her?
What was wrong with her that she had only cooked three times or that she had burned the stove?
On the fourth day.
The board meeting was tomorrow, and the mood at Hunt Manor turned serious.
Moreover, even the weather seemed to have sensed something. There was a sudden cold wind.
It was even starting to snow all over the region.
When Nora woke up in the morning, she felt the cold outside and wrapped the blanket around herself. Then she sneezed. The door was pushed open and Cherry ran in. Her little nose was red from the cold. âMommy, Mommy, the heat is on!â
Nora felt the chill in the air and frowned. âWhereâs the heater?â
Cherry said, âThe temperature dropped today. Uncle Butler said the whole mansion would be heated today, So the heater was turned on at Fattyâs! But why donât we have it here yet?â.
Nora: â?
She frowned and pulled up the blanket to cover herself with a thick coat.
Ever since she had a major hemorrhage while giving birth, she had always been weak and afraid of the cold. At the slightest hint of cold, she would turn on the heater. The room had to maintain 72 degrees Fahrenheit.
Yesterday it was only 70 degrees, but today it was suddenly 40 degrees. Plus, it was snowing. It could get even colder.
It was too cold.
She wrapped herself in her clothes and followed Cherry downstairs. When she came down, Iris was arguing with the greenhouse manager.
âThere are heaters everywhere, why isnât there one here?â.
The manager lowered his head and said with a smile, âMaâam, the temperature has suddenly dropped this year. I didnât expect it. We donât have enough fuel left. Also, something seems to be wrong with the heating pipe. Iâve already called someone to fix it.â
A small family could use electricity for heating, but Hunt Manor was too big, so they had a special boiler for heating.
Before Iris could speak, Pete said, âSince there isnât enough fuel, why donât you let us use it first? We usually use it first.â
As Patriarch of the Hunts, everyone in the Hunts served Justin. When had he ever suffered like this?
The manager smiled. âPete, you also know that you guys get to use it first every year, so itâs time for everyone else to use it first this year. Thatâs fair!â
This sentence was unfair!
The heating in the servantsâ quarters already existed, but their little villa didnât have it? Besides, the heating ducts had not broken even once in the past, how could they have suddenly broken this year?
It was obvious that they were behind this!
Iris frowned as well. âThatâs enough! Fix it immediately. Iâll give you half an hour to turn on the heating in the villa. Otherwiseâ¦â
Cherry loved running barefoot on the ground. Now that it was freezing, it was inconvenient for her.
The caretaker didnât panic and acted brazenly. âMaâam, this request of yours is making things very difficult for me! Where can I find someone to fix it? I donât know how to fix it myself. Iâve already asked to have it repaired, but the maintenance staff is busy. I have no choice. If I get punished or fired for this, it would be against the contractâ¦â
The person in charge of the greenhouse was a subordinate of Elder Mrs. Hunt.
The matriarch would definitely not let her great-grandson freeze. Therefore, it was undoubtedly Lauren who had ordered this.
What a despicable method.
Iris was so angry that her chest swelled. She wished she could take her three precious grandchildren to her villa in the suburbs. At least then it would be up to her to turn on the heat.
But she couldnât leave.
This was Hunt Manor, the place where Justin was the boss. If she left with her grandchildren, in less than a minute there would be news that Justin had been kicked out of the house.
Iris really didnât know what to do in the face of such a shameless subordinate.
At that moment, Xander put his hands on his hips and said, âYouâre such an unruly slave. Isnât it just because Daddyâs not around that youâre bullying us? Let me tell you, Mommyâs still here! Besides, Daddy will be back soon!â.
These words should have frightened the attendant, but he didnât expect the attendant to immediately smile upon hearing it. âEven if your father is back, he probably wonât feel like worrying about us. Heâll be busy taking care of your mother.â
Xander was taken aback. âAnd my mother?â
The attendant continued to smile. Just as he was about to speak, Irisâs face darkened. She angrily shouted, âI dare you to say it!â
The manager pursed his lips. Originally, he wanted to talk about Noraâs pretty boy. After all, this affair had been all over the place! Even the location, time, and identity of the other party as a pretty boy became obvious.
However, Iris was too strong. She could only shut her mouth.
Iris roared, âI donât think you want to work here anymore!â
The manager said, âDoes it matter if you want me to work here or not? There is a board meeting tomorrow. After itâs over, letâs see if you still dare to be so arrogant!â
Iris pointed at him and rebuked, âWhat nonsense are you talking?â
The manager pursed his lips. âIâm not talking nonsense. This news has already spread. Mr. Hunt will not be the head of Hunt Corporation for a long time. So, there will be someone else at the Hunts to respect!â
Pete couldnât help but say, âItâs not certain who will win!â
âGee, Pete, what do you sayâ¦you have confidence in your father, but itâs too bad your mother doesnât. Sheâs already getting ready to run awayâ¦. Otherwise, the minionsâ hearts wouldnât have been so scattered!â
As Nora descended the stairs, she heard these words.
A cold glint shone in her almond-shaped eyes.
Although it had been an act to deliberately deceive the others, she was still a little angry at this moment.
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