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    Christina realized instantly that he was fishing for praise. “Wow, Dn, you’re incredible! You’ve handled everything perfectly. You’re honestly the best!”.


    she eximed with exaggerated surprise, widening her eyes as she showered him withpliments.


    Despite her over-the-top act, Dn soaked it all up. His face lit with pure delight, his smile spreading wide.


    “Now, I’ll start cooking!”.


    Dn dered with excitement. He was eager to earn even more of her admiration.


    Watching him work, Christina grew convinced that he hadn’t forgotten how to cook. Cooking seemed less a learned skill and more an instinct woven into his very bones.


    Before long, the kitchen was filled with a mouthwatering aroma, one so rich that Christina nearly drooled. The scent stirred her hunger and left her craving the food that was still toe.


    In Christina’s eyes, any man who took cooking seriously carried a certain charm, and one who cooked well was even more appealing. Dn, with his movie-star looks, was a chef as striking as they came. She had to admit it: in that moment, his charm was undeniable, and she felt herself drawn to him all over again. The fragrance soon drifted out of the kitchen, captivating everyone else as well.


    Robin nearly drooled where he stood, though he fought to keep up appearances and scoffed. “Hmph! Just because it smells good doesn’t mean it’ll taste good.”


    Robin refused to believe that Dn, muddled as he was, could truly produce a dish worth savoring—because if Dn could, Robin would be the one left looking like a fool.


    Chloe cast Robin a sharp nce and remarked, “If you don’t like it, then don’t eat it. My brother’s cooking is second to none.”


    Of course, Chloe would defend her brother. So what if he’d slipped up this once? His skills would bounce back the moment he recovered. Besides, the aroma wafting from the dishes was mouthwatering—there was no way anything about it was off.


    “Pfft!”.


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    Robin snorted. “How am I supposed to judge the taste without actually trying it?”


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    Chloe retorted firmly.


    “And what makes you think I will take orders from you?”.


    Robin shot back, one brow cocked in defiance.


    “Hey, you started by dissing my brother’s cooking skills!”.


    Chloe snapped, her hands nted on her hips in indignation.


    Watching the two of them squabble, Christina couldn’t help the amused smile curving at her lips. They were both so ridiculously childish—their constant bickering was oddly entertaining at times.


    In the dining room, Robin’s eyes fixated on the feastid before him, and his mouth watered so badly that he had to swallow hard just to keep from drooling. The spread looked divine, but who knew if the taste still lived up to its glory? Robin lifted the serving utensils, aiming straight for the lobster, only for Chloe to block him mid-air.


    “What do you think you’re doing?”.


    Robin red daggers at her, utterly indignant. Seriously? Teasing him with the sight but not letting him eat?


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