Chapter 163 A Waste of Ingredients Finished Hattie smiled warmly. âWe baked a chiffon cake and thought weâd bring some for everyone to enjoy.
The servants glanced at other, surprised to see them showing up at their door.
âYouâre too kind, especially since you brought this over in this bad weather.
Iâll go tell Mr. Niall.
One servant hurried upstairs to let Niall know.
Since they already there, it wouldnât be right to leave them outside, so the servant opened the door invited them into the living room The inside of the estate looked completely different from the small house they had stayed in before.
The small house was just a temporary spot on the island for fishing trips, but this vacation estate was really fancy.
It had a similar style to the small house, but it was much bigger.
When Niall about their visit, he came downstairs.
Seeing them sitting on the sofa, he frowned slightly. âWhat brings you here?â
Hattie and Benson turned to look at him when they heard his voice.
Niall was dressed casually in a white sweater and loose black pants that made him look tall and elegant. He had a handsome face and stood tall like a tree, making him quite a pleasing sight.
Hattie couldnât take her eyes off Niall.
Benson spoke up first, saying, âHello, Mr. White. To thank you for sending the yacht to rescue us, Hattie and I baked a chiffon cake and brought it for you to try.â
Hattie snapped out of her trance when she heard Bensonâs voice and added, âYes, Mr. White, we hope youâll enjoy it She offered him the cake.
Niall looked at the cake and said coldly. âThank you.â
âIt was no trouble,â Hattie said cheerfully. âMy brother and I didnât have much to do at the small house, so we decided to bake cake.â
Niall wasnât really into sweets, but he couldnât refuse their gesture, seeing as they had come all the way.
He wasnât a teenager; he was almost thirty and had to maintain good relations with the Ridge family.
So, Niall invited them to sit down..
âPlease, have seat. Can someone bring us some tea?â
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A servant brought them and took the cake to the kitchen to cut it.
Niall then instructed, âGo upstairs and tell them to come down.â
âOf course, â
Them Hattie figured Niall was talking about Violeta.
She kept her face calm but wondered about Violetaâs background.
Finished She had a feeling Violeta might be related to the White family in secret way, and today might be the day to confirm it.
A servant went upstairs to tell Violeta and the others.
They knocked on the esports room door and said politely, âMiss, the siblings from the Ridge family are here. Mr. White wants you all to come down and have some cake.â
â⦠What?â
Everyone in the esports room surprised.
Hattie and Benson are here??
Violeta looked at the others, then got up from the sofa. âLetâs go. Since theyâre here, we should see whatâs happening.â
They left their and followed the servant downstairs.
When they got there, Niall was waiting for them to join him for cake..
Hearing footsteps, Hattie turned to see Violeta and the others. She glanced at Violeta for a moment, feeling a bit uneasy before looking away.
âHey, Bro.â
Violeta greeted Niall first.
Niall nodded and said, âThere you are. Miss Hattie made a cake. You all should have some so it doesnât go to waste.â
Hattie surprised to hear Violeta call Niall âBro. Then Zoren called out, âHey, Bro.â
Since was Zorenâs cousin, it made sense for him to address Niall as âBro.
since Violeta was Zorenâs sister, it seemed normal/for her too.
Hattieâs suspicion that Violeta might be related to the White family grew stronger.
Originally, Hattie had made the cake for Niall, but now he wanted to share it with everyone. She wasnât thrilled about it, but she didnât show it.
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Finished When Benson saw Liam, he greeted him politely, though it seemed forced. âLiam, I didnât know you were here.
Hattie followed Bensonâs lead. âHey, Liam.â
Liam gave them a cold look but didnât respond.
As everyone sat down, the servants served the cake.
Jasper and the others didnât like Benson, and he had often been their target at school. So they didnât show much friendliness towards him now.
Zoren tried the cake and frowned.
âThis cake tastes weird.â
âYeah, itâs not very good. Who made it?â
Hattie hesitated before admitting, âI made it.â
Zoren spat out his bite and wi