Chapter 1252

Chapter 1252 The Difference In an instant, the delicious flavors of the ravioli burst into her mouth.

She could taste the onion and prawn-infused juices as the layers of flavors gradually sipped in her mouth. At that moment, the tip of her tongue felt a sensation that she had never experienced before, causing her eyes to light up.

This ravioli is out of this world! No wonder Susanne is so confident that I’m unable to reproduce this taste.

Penelope couldn’t believe how something so simple could taste so delicious. Consequently, she was amazed by the culinary skill of the one who made them.

“These ravioli are amazing! Who is the chef that made them? I have never tried such delicious ravioli before.”

Penelope couldn’t hide her amazement.

When she quickly noticed the proud look on Susanne’s face, a name popped into her mind.

“Is Ms. Moore the one who made them?”

“That’s right!” Susanne raised her brow. “Do you now know how wide the gap is between both of you?”

Nodding in acknowledgment, Penelope failed to crack a smile despite trying desperately to.

There’s no way I can beat Arielle when it comes to cooking. What about something else? In terms of looks, Arielle’s popularity in showbiz began from her looks, and she isn’t called the “people’s goddess”

for nothing. Even though I spent half an hour with my makeup today, there’s no way I can top Arielle’s natural beauty.

When it came to comparing capabilities, Penelope’s family went bankrupt during her freshman year at university, causing her to drop out due to her failure to pay her tuition fees.

As for Arielle, not only did she graduate from Maxwell University, but she was also the chairman of the renowned Sann Group.

At that moment, Penelope was filled with despair when she realized that she was no match for Arielle at all.

When Susanne saw through Penelope’s expression, her mood brightened up alongside her appetite.

Hence, she began to wolf down her bowl of ravioli.

Once she was done, she remembered not seeing Arielle and Vinson. Subsequently, she turned toward Geoffrey and asked, “Where’s Sannie and my son?”

Sannie was Arielle’s nickname. Ever since Susanne found it to be more intimate sounding, she always addressed Arielle that way. Hence, the servants naturally knew who Sannie was.

Geoffrey replied cordially, “Mr. and Mrs. Nightshire have gone out.”

“This early? Together?”

“No.” Geoffrey shook his head. “Mr. Nightshire left first, saying that he had something to do at the office. Mrs. Nightshire might have gone on set, for she was recently cast in a movie directed by Sam Sleight.”

“Is that so? Sam is a talented director. It looks as if my daughter-in-law is going to bring glory to the family in a whole new field.”

The more Susanne thought about it, the happier she became. She instructed Geoffrey, “Since I’m in a good mood today, invite my friends over for a card game.”

Even though Susanne didn’t know what was wrong with her son, a good night’s sleep allowed clarity to return to her mind.

After all, she knew her son better than anyone else. Despite his sharp tongue, he had a soft heart.

Although he carried an indifferent expression all the time, he was someone gentle and loyal at his core.

Thus, she was confident that once Arielle and Vinson resolved whatever problems they were having, the lady in heavy makeup in front of her would disappear from the manor without her lifting a finger.

With that thought in mind, Susanne gave Penelope the cold shoulder and got Geoffrey to set up her card game.

“Right away!” Geoffrey acknowledged and went out on the pretext of calling Susanne’s friends.

However, he didn’t make the call after leaving. Instead, he headed to the glasshouse on the manor’s grounds instead.