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    After the manager stepped out, Robin leaned toward Christina with a glimmer of curiosity in his eyes. “You know the boss of Morfort Restaurant?”


    “Yes,” Christina replied, her lips curving into a graceful smile.


    Kurt gave her a look brimming with even more admiration than before. The fact that she was familiar with the elusive owner of Morfort Restaurant—and had clearly earned special attention from him—hinted at a depth of character and ability that many might easily overlook.


    There was no doubt in Kurt’s mind now—Christina wasn’t ordinary. If she ended up marrying Robin someday, the Miller family would be hitting the jackpot. Their business prospects would definitely soar.


    Robin’s parents exchanged a knowing nce, both clearly pleased with Christina. For a fleeting moment, they even wondered if their son was good enough for her.


    “How did you two meet? What’s the boss like? Is he young? Handsome? Or is it a woman?” Robin’s curiosity spilled out in rapid-fire questions.


    He was desperate to know what kind of rtionship Christina had with the boss—but instead of being direct, he circled the topic, too shy to get to the point. If the boss turned out to be a woman, that would be a relief. At least then, he wouldn’t have to worry about Christina getting hurt after falling for a jerk again.


    Before Christina could answer, Kurt reached out and gave Robin a light pat on the head. “You cheeky brat! Mind your own business,” he said, giving Robin a pointed stare.


    “Grandpa! I’m just asking a few harmless questions,” Robin protested. He couldn’t help it—he was genuinely worried Christina might end up falling for the wrong guy again, just like her failed marriage with her ex-husband.


    “Eat your food! Even this fine meal can’t shut you up,” Kurt muttered, squinting as the corners of his mouth twitched.


    Robin pouted, clearly unimpressed. “The food here’s not that amazing.”


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    “You used to love eating here. You even wanted to steal their chef once. Now suddenly you’re all critical?” Kurt gave him a look.


    “It’s different now,” Robin retorted, poking at his food with his utensils. Sure, he’d once been obsessed with the food at Morfort Restaurant—but after tasting dishes that surpassed it, his expectations had shifted. Even so, he wasn’t quite ready to admit that Dn’s cooking was truly on another level.<fncf62> Chapters first released on find(?)ovel</fncf62>


    “By the way, Grandpa,” Robin said, switching topics, “any word on that legendary culinary master, ine?”


    No sooner had he finished the sentence than Kurt flicked him on the forehead. “You think finding him is that simple?” he asked, rolling his eyes.


    “I know it’s not simple! Just hurry up and find him already,” Robin said, shoveling food into his mouth with exaggerated enthusiasm, as if imagining Dn as the dish he was chewing. He was dead set on mastering every skill ine had and using them to crush Dn, maybe even beat Christina while he was at it.


    Christina let out a quiet sigh, smiling to herself. Robin was really putting his heart into trying to outdo her.


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