?Chapter 1044:


    “My brother put his heart into this meal, and he hasn’t even touched a bite yet!”.


    Chloe retorted, her eyes shing.


    Robin could only sigh and motion resignedly for Dn to start first. “Dn, go on then.”


    But Dn only grinned, his gaze sliding to Christina beside him. “Chrissie,”.


    he urged softly, “you should be the first to try.”


    With everyone staring at her, Christina had no choice but to stop dithering.


    “Alright.”


    Christina picked up her fork and took a bite of the lobster.


    Dn leaned forward eagerly. “Well? How does it taste?”


    “It’s delicious—sweet and perfectly tender.”.


    She looked at him warmly and added, “Your cooking is as brilliant as ever. Truly impressive!”


    Dn flushed at her praise, a soft smile tugging at his lips. “For you, Chrissie, I’m willing to cook every single day.”


    Robin’s eyes lit up instantly. Wait—did that mean he was included in this promise? A daily feast like this? The thought thrilled him, yet it swiftly brought a wave of frustration. Who could’ve guessed that, despite the memory loss, Dn’s cooking was still out of this world? He couldn’t outdo Dn now.


    With mixed feelings, Robin downed a massive bowl of chicken soup. The top-notch soup brought an instinctive smile to his lips. The taste was outrageous—so rich and savory that it made him want to bite his own tongue!


    “Didn’t you just trash-talk my brother’s cooking? So why did you gulp down an entire bowl all at once?”.


    Chloe teased deliberately.


    “No talking during meals.”.


    With that, Robin fell silent, burying himself in his meal. Delicious! So incredibly delicious! Who could’ve said no to food that tasted like heaven?


    Find thetest stories g?lnσv??ls


    Chloe wrinkled her nose at the sight of Robin devouring his meal like a starved ghost—only to sumb secondster and attack her own te with the same ravenous ferocity.


    “Burp.”.


    Robin let out a loud, satisfied belch before copsing onto the sofa, utterly stuffed. Full. So wonderfully full. What a pity this lovable idiot Dn had been born into a privileged family—otherwise, he would’ve snatched Dn up as his personal chef and lived out his days in bliss.


    Suddenly, a cunning gleam sparked in Robin’s eyes, a sly flicker darkening their depths. This might be his only chance—while Dn’s brain was still scrambled from that injury—to “persuade”.<fn0218> Chapters first released on find·novel</fn0218>


    him into bing his permanent chef. By then… The cunning thought thrilled Robin, and he decided right then and there to put it into action. If he could trick Dn into signing the contract, Dn would be bound to him as a chef forever. And if his grandfather ever discovered that he’d sessfully conned Dn into bing his personal cook, the old man would probably burst with pride for his shrewdness.


    “What are you grinning at?”.


    Chloe’s eyes narrowed, suspicion dripping from her gaze as it locked onto Robin. That sneaky smirk of his—he was definitely up to no good.


    “No, I wasn’t smiling,”.


    Robin fought hard to suppress the grin that always slipped out whenever he thought about pulling one over on Dn.


    .


    .


    .