Isabella picked a few vegetables and bought some pork ribs. After she spoke with Natasha over the phone, she left the supermarket and headed for Shaffer Group. Since she had been showing up on time for the past few days, the reception was already looking at her differently. It seemed that they had come to regard her as the future mistress of the Shaffer Group.
She had no choice but to hide her bitter smile as she stepped into the presidentâs elevator. Naturally, she was the only one there. As she stared at her reflection on the wall, some forbidden ideas started scurrying out of the deep, dredges of her mind.
Ding!
The doors of the elevator slid open, and she reflexively straightened her back.
The flawless smile on her lips appeared once more. When she stepped out of the elevator, she saw the usual secretaries, whom she greeted individually.
When the door closed, she could hear people speaking in hushed voices outside.
As she stood at the doorway, she sighed and relaxed marginally when she saw that Seth wasnât around. Then, she carefully removed the food from the package and started serving them in the kitchen. Finally, she also placed the two takeaway dishes in the microwave.
She had bought grilled ribs as well as schnitzel from a restaurant. All need to do is grill two vegetables, and voila! Lunch is served, she thought, her mood brightening as she hummed a song while she washed the greens and tomatoes.
A little after 11.00AM, everything was ready. All she needed to do was wait for Seth to appear so that she could start grilling the vegetables.
Sounds of footsteps echoed from outside, and the door swung open.
Somebody is here. Thatâs probably Seth, Isabella thought and went to the kitchen entrance in an apron, only to see Selenaâs face in her line of sight.
Initially, Selena was all smiles. Alas, the smile on her face disappeared the instant she saw Isabellaâs sunglasses-wearing face. Her grip on m the folder in her hands tightened. She had been harboring a deep hatred for Isabella.
As a result, the moment her eyes laid on the apron Isabella was wearing, she became even more annoyed.
Just as she was about to speak, she heard Nicolas speaking outside. Judging from the polite and humble tone, he was clearly speaking to Seth. âIâll check again this afternoon.â
Seth tossed the document to Nicolas before entering the office with one hand in his pocket. He spared Selena a cursory glance before following her gaze. Then, he frowned when he found Isabella in an apron. âWhat are you up to now?â
Isabella shrugged as she forced a smile. âIâm here on Mr. Benâs order.â She lightly swung the knife in her hand and added, âTo cook for you.â
Seth didnât bother hiding the disbelieving scoff as he brushed past Selena to head to the kitchen entrance. He swept his gaze over the kitchen before saying mockingly, âCan you cook anything else besides instant noodles?â
You know me so well. Indeed, I canât, Isabella thought wryly. Nonetheless, she still turned sideways to show him the vegetables she had chopped and said, âI learned how to cook a few things. What Iâm planning on doing is simple enough, and I will most probably succeed.â
âHave you not tried cooking before?â Selena interjected. Then, she folded her arms across her chest as she paced next to Seth and said while keeping her eyes on Isabella, âMr. Shaffer has a meeting in the afternoon and canât afford to get sick. Are you confident in your skills, Isabella?â
Isabella smiled indifferently as she strolled into the kitchen and picked up a piece of vegetable. Then, she casually waved it in front of Seth and Isabella. âI think doubt he would be able to suffer from food poisoning from something like this.â
Seth narrowed his eyes as he looked behind her. He was just about to say something when Selena suddenly said, âWhy donât you let me help you? Itâs easy to prepare the greens but not meat, especially sweet and sour pork.â
Isabella wasnât planning to cook sweet and sour pork and had bought the takeaway to pass it off as her cooking. Nevertheless, she wasnât expecting Selenaâs sharp eyes to see the raw ribs that she bought. She tossed aside the green stalk in her hand nonchalantly before glancing at Selena. âItâs alright. I can manage by myself.â
âYou donât have to stand on ceremony with me.â Selena set the document aside before heading for the kitchen. Then, she said, âMr. Frost, take a seat.
Isabella and I will be done real soon.â
Isabellaâs patience for Selena had officially run out. She couldnât help but tighten her grip on the counter as she tried to maintain her composure.
Meanwhile, Seth remained by the door as he swept his gaze over Isabellaâs face and found traces of anger. This is interesting, he thought and decided to leave, waiting to see what she would cook up.
It had been five years since they got involved with each other, and he could count the number of times he tasted her cooking on one hand. Every single time, she would simply finish cooking something that was already half-done.
He rarely saw anything prepared from the heart. This is such a rare occasion⦠I canât afford to pass it up.
On the other hand, Isabella watched him walk away and rolled her eyes behind the sunnies before leisurely strolling to the countertop with the ingredients. âGrilled vegetables and omelet. You can cook those dishes, right?â she asked bluntly.
Selena ignored her and was completely in her element in the kitchen, working swiftly and deftly.
Isabella stood in a corner and didnât bother hiding as she loafed on the job.
Instead, she was simply waiting for the opportunity to take out the two dishes in the microwave.
Selena was focused on doing her best to stand in the limelight. Suddenly, she could smell a delicious scent of food and instinctively turned her head. Soon, she fixed her eyes on the microwave next to her.
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