Chapter 144
My Ex-Wife Is A Big Shot In Disguise
Chapter 144
As soon as Greg said this, Madison immediately felt that the atmosphere was a little different.
She wanted to say that there was no need to do this. Benton had already retired. It was fine if he did not want to cure others. There was no need for Greg to threaten him, even though it was just a meal.
She looked at the two old men and held back her words. She stood silently at the side.
Madison still chose to believe Greg.
The private room was silent for a moment before Benton snorted. He pushed away Gregâs knife and fork and quickly picked up a piece of chicken drumstick.
The chicken nuggets, which were still emitting wisps of steam and were wrapped in a fresh fragrance, entered his mouth. Both gazes focused on Bentonâs face, not letting go of any expression on his face.
Bentonâs reputation was not undeserved. When he swallowed the meat, he did not have any reaction. Instead, he put down the knife and fork in his hand and calmly poured a cup of coffee to rinse his mouth.
âThe butter chicken isnât very authentic.â
Spitting out the coffee in his mouth, Benton shook his head and commented.
This action seemed to have already given Madison a result.
Hearing that, Madison felt a bit relieved, and her b*dy relaxed slightly.
Before asking for help, John had already asked her to be me ntally prepared. Benton had a strange temper. Many top-notch wealthy families in Zriston could not ask for a dose of medicine from him, so she did not have to force him.
Her motherâs disease was mostly a result of an accident back then. Her depression had burdened her b*dy. As long as she went back and slowly accompanied her mother to recuperate, her mother would eventually recover.
Getting a dose of Bentonâs medicine was the icing on the cake. If she couldnât, she didnât have to be disappointed.
Madison was much more relaxed when she thought of this. and when she looked at Bentonâs expression, she was no longer nervous.
âIf it doesnât taste good, Iâll get Justin to send another dish over. Greg, you can eat with
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Benton first. Iâll go to the kitchen to keep an eye on them and see if thereâs anything I can help with.â
She smiled at them both. âEnjoy your meal.â
With that, she turned around and left.
Since the thing had settled, there was no need to stay any longer.
The door of the private room was closed. Madison glanced in the direction where Madison had left. He picked up his knife and fork and smacked his l*ps. âTsk, this girl has quite a temper.â
Greg stopped him and his face darkened. âIf you donât like this, donât eat it anymore. Old man, youâre very thick-skinned!â
Benton was unhappy and started to argue with him. âI only said that itâs not authentic, but I didnât say that itâs not delicious! You old man, which traditional dish did you make wholeheartedly? The roasted beef is newly made. You even influenced your discipline.â
Greg was so angry that he put down his knife and fork and slammed the table, almost dropping the food. âJust tell me if it tastes good.â
Benton did not say anything. He held his knife and fork and did not dare to move. He looked at his old friend opposite him.
Greg was furious at the thought of Madison going out. He pointed Bentonâs nose and said, âYouâve been coming to my shop for free meals all year round. Itâs fine if you donât pay. Itâs fine if you donât want to help me, but you even put on air! You really have a bad temper. I shouldnât have treated you to this meal!â
âHey, when did I say that I wonât help you? Donât judge me. I havenât even made any decision. Did I say anything? Didnât I just say that itâs not authentic? Tell me, is this dish authentic?â
Benton was also angry. He clicked his tongue and sighed. âWith your bad temper, your disciple must have been affected by you. Before you can finish speaking, she ran away. If she were to be my disciple, I would definitely scold her.â
Greg didnât understand what he meant.
However, he managed to control his temper. He glanced over and saw the thick- skinned Benton reaching out with his knife and fork and starting to eat again. He seemed to like the chicken and ate a lot.
Benton looked at him and said, âWhat are you looking at? Donât say that I wonât save it for you. I didnât sn atch it from you.â
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Benton couldnât finish so much chicken, so why should he sn atch it?
Besides, he was the one who angered Madison. He felt a bit embarrassed.
Although he was thick-skinned, he still wanted to keep his reputation.
Greg also realized what Benton meant, but he was still a little worried. He probed, âOld man, do you mean youâre willing to help her?â
Benton ate his food unhurriedly and said, âThen get your disciple to prepare a few more dishes for me to try.â
Greg frowned and said, âWhat my disciple cooks doesnât serve your taste.â
Greg still remembered that every time Justin served the dishes, Benton didnât take a bite.
He was puzzled. âWhat, you thought about Justin?â
âDonât mention him! He didnât know how to cook other than processing the ingredients. Only you will pick him.â
Benton was furious. He pointed at the improved butter chicken on the plate and his tone softened.
âHowever, your disciple who made the butter chicken is talented. The soft and tender chicken is suitable for me. It retains the traditional flavor of butter chicken and adds. some supplementary ingredients to add a new taste. Her cooking is not bad.â
Greg suddenly fell silent.
Benton continued to eat and chattered, âI agree with what you said. Iâm going to take a look at that girlâs mother, right? No problem! But let me make it clear first. Let your disciple cook a few more meals for me.â
Greg could not take it anymore and said vaguely. âThatâs my senior!â
âWhat?â Benton was stunned.
âI said, the girl you refer to is my senior!â
Although he was very unwilling to admit it, the rules were set by his biological father. And Greg could not disobey them.
Morcover, Madison was indeed much more talented than him. He was convinced.
It was just that he was a bit reserved in front of Benton. He was already so old, and it was more or less embarrassing to have a young lady to be his senior.
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However, when he glanced at the half-empty chicken on the table and remembered Madisonâs straight back when she left, Greg immediately sat up straight.
He repeated it, enunciating each word.
âSheâs Madison, my senior!â
After leaving the private room, Madison did not go straight to the kitchen.
Although John asked her not to force Benton, Madison was partly responsible for her motherâs disease.
All these years, there had been doctors treating her mother in the Daves family, but her health did not seem to have improved. Perhaps Benton could be helpful?
However, Madison couldnât even leave a good impression on him with the delicious. food. What else could she do?
She thought, âIs it because the dishes didnât serve his taste? Should I try again?â
However, wasnât it too rude of her to come out just now?
âWhat are you doing here, slacking off?â
Just as Madison was sighing at the fake waterside pavilion in front of the private rooms, a manâs low voice suddenly came from behind.
Madison was shocked and subconsciously turned around.
As she moved, she took a step back, and the pain swept over her. As she cried out in surprise, she fell into the pool behind her.
Leoâs eyes darkened and his pupils contracted.
âMadison!â