At his praise, Vanessa''s smile blossomed brighter than wildflowers, "Theo, if you like it so much, I''ll make it for you more often." "Cough cough!"@@novelbin@@


    Mrs. Reynolds cleared her throat gently. "Give it a rest, Vanessa. Your hands are made for ying the piano, not for ving away in the kitchen. Right, Theodore?" Theodore nodded in agreement. "Yeah, you should just share the recipe with Phoebe and let her cook for me in the future."


    Hisment managed to offend both women at the same time.


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