Chapter 117
Billionaire’s Missing Darling
The circumstances changed and everyone stood in favor of Cynthia. They believed that diners were qualified to taste and judge the dishes, but they could not judge blindly and spout nonsense. If you felt that the soup 1. it. was not good, you had to give some reasonable comments to prove Olivia looked up and did not say anything.
Andrew was still young and did not know these things, but his mind was sharp and smart. He could sense that the atmosphere was unusual.
The little boy jumped off the chair and ran to Olivia. He hugged her arm to comfort her.
Olivia had got tired of all the quarrels today. She was unwilling to get involved at all. She had retorted previously only because Cynthia had gone too far.
But now, backed with her little oneâs comfort, boundless power suddenly rose in her heart.
If she still flinched before challenges as usual and was unwilling to defend herself, then others would think that she was spouting nonsense.
Olivia did not care about other peopleâs opinions at all. Other than a few family members, she did not care about anyone else in her life.
However, things were different now. She cared about Andrewâs thoughts. She did not want to leave a bad impression on him.
Thinking of this, Olivia carried Andrew on her lap and asked him softly, âDo you think that seared salmon tastes good?â
Andrew felt that it was delicious, but he was determined to stand on the same side as Olivia.
Hence, he tilted his head and thought for a moment before replying, âIt doesnât taste good. Itâs too salty.â
Oliviaâs eyes lit up. She did not expect the little boy to be blessed with a sharp gustation.
âYouâre amazing!â Olivia scratched his little nose.
Andrew was a little shy. He lowered his fair and tender little face, but his heart was blooming at Oliviaâs praise.
He was also awesome.
Since he was so capable, did Sister Olivia like him more?
Stop it Cynthia sneered. Her gaze was mocking. âDonât hide behind a kid.
Olivia ignored Cynthiaâs sarcasm. Instead, she hugged Andrew and recalled. âAndrew, did you feel good when you took the first sip, but feel sweet after swallowing it all Andrew nodded. âYeah. Thatâs sweet.
Olivia petted his soft head. âIt shouldnât be just sweet. It should be a faint sweet. It seems to be sweet, but actually, there should be a slight difference. Because two of the ingredients were added in the wrong order, the taste is wrong as a result.
Hearing this, Cynthia was shocked. She didnât watch her cooking. How could she know? Thatâs impossible.
When she chose to make seared salmon with herbed couscous, she heard that Daniel would be here, so she was a little distracted and added the ingredients in the wrong order. At that time, she was flustered, but when she took a sip later, the taste was not much different and nobody could not discover it. Only then did she feel relieved.
Even the assistant in the kitchen didnât know about such an accident. Why Olivia could find it?
Olivia continued speaking. âThereâs still one more ingredient that hasnât been put in for too long, so it tastes a little bit tense. Or the taste would be better.â
She talked as if she was having a class with Andrew. âSeared salmon with herbed couscous is reputed to be good for health, but health doesnât mean a bad flavor. However, because itâs not cooked properly, this dish lost its original taste as it should be.â
Olivia pointed out every shortcoming of this dish one after another and made an explanation for the causes, Andrewâs eyes widened as he listened with earnest attention. He kept exclaiming. So this dish was not a good one.
However, the color drained from Cynthiaâs rubicund face bit by bit. Her complexion was extremely pale, and she felt like standing on the verge of à cliff, about to collapse.
Some of the drawbacks that Olivia mentioned were known to her, while others were exactly what she was unaware of. Because this was how her Paffionirs Missing Darling master had taught her, she did not know whether Olivia was right.
However, there was no denying that this soup was indeed not good enough.
She lowered her head, too ashamed to speak. She lost her wits and had no idea how to react to Oliviaâs comments.
Cooking was her life. She would not tolerate any blasphemy against this sacred career. She did not want to lie, but she did not dare to admit that Olivia was right and embarrass herself in front of Daniel.
Her heart was torn apart in a tumult of feelings. She didnât know what to say.
Before she could make a decision, someone spoke up for her. It was an old customer. His tone was mocking. âStop pontificating on cooking as if youâre an expert in cuisine. Seared salmon with herbed couscous is an exclusive specialty created by the Smith Cuisine Hall. Itâs not available anywhere else.
Itâs not a normal dish that you can enjoy at other restaurants. Be humble!â
âThatâs right,â the other diners echoed one after another. âWeâve come here quite a few times, but we didnât find any difference at all.â
Peopleâs support gave Cynthia courage.
This dish was indeed not perfect, but it was not as worthless as what Olivia claimed. There were several flaws that she had never heard of. Her master had always been cooking it in the same way.
That soâcalled reasonable faint sweet theory was simply made up by Olivia.
It was probably because she had a sensitive tongue so she could taste the subtle differences in taste.
At the thought of this, Cynthiaâs heart was filled with boundless courage. She looked at Olivia with a faint smile and said in a mocking tone, âI didnât expect Ms. Taylor to be talented in making up stories and telling nonsense in a logical way as if youâre a connoisseur. You almost deceived all of us.â
Her tone changed as if she could not bear to expose Olivia. âHowever, itâs a pity. This dish is the Smith Cuisine Hallâs secret recipe. Only we know how to cook it. Ms. Taylor doesnât even know how to make it, right? So how dare you to talk bullshit here! Shame on you!.â
The customers all echoed. âThatâs right! Shame on you!â
âLook at her pretentious face. I have to admit that sheâs an amazing actress. If it werenât for the fact that this is a secret dish, we might really have been fooled by her.â
âMs. Taylor graduated from the Film Academy, right? She really knows how to act.â
Everyone laughed at Olivia with mockery.
Cynthia lowered her eyes and flicked her sleeves as if she did not care about Olivia at all. âSince you came here with Daniel, as long as you apologize to me today, this matter will be over. I will forget it and never pick it up again.â
âChef Brown is so magnanimous!â The old man praised.
Then, he turned to Olivia and frowned. âMs. Taylor, hurry up and apologize. Chef Brown is a decent person. She is giving you a chance. Donât be stupid. Hurry up and make an apology. There are so many people here watching youâ
Olivia did not even look at him. It was as if he was a dog barking on the roadside. Instead, she lowered her head and touched Andrewâs head. Her expression was blank. âThatâs weird. When did seared salmon with herbed couscous become a secret recipe? When did it become the Smith Cuisine Hallâs exclusive dish? The recipe was supposed to be open to the public.â
As soon as she dropped her words, all the customers burst into laughter. Cynthia looked displeased.
âThatâs nonsense! What are you talking about? Stop messing around here.â
âIâm messing around?â Olivia suddenly narrowed her eyes and looked at Cynthia with a piercing glint.
She was on the verge of anger.
She chuckled. âWhat a surprise. Seared salmon with herbed couscous, a dish I created, had become someone elseâs secret!â