?Chapter 1192:


    The vor… it tasted so familiar.


    “Is it bad or something?” Dn asked, worried, noticing her furrowed brow.


    “No, no, it’s just, I swear this tastes familiar,” she said, chewing thoughtfully.


    It reminded her of ine’s spaghetti—the one from that cookingpetition she’d tasted. But Dn’s version? It was close, even better, with something subtle that set it apart.


    In a sh, Christina’s mind flipped through every dish Dn had ever cooked that reminded her of ine’s.


    The vors weren’t identical—but close enough to rattle her.


    Her heart skipped a beat. Could it be…?


    She lifted her eyes, stunned, and locked onto Dn’s uneasy gaze.


    Was he… ine?


    But that didn’t make any sense. Dn was a billionaire, head of a massive business empire. Why would someone like him even bother entering a cookingpetition?


    The question almost tore her apart. Still, she had to ask.


    “Did you, uh… ever take part in any top cookingpetition?”


    Dn froze. His eyes locked onto hers, and his expression tightened just a bit.


    How did she know?


    Wait…


    She’d said the spaghetti tasted familiar. Could she have been one of the mystery judges from back then?


    “You did, didn’t you?” Christina pressed, her voice a little breathless now.


    “Yeah, I joined one, just for fun. Never went back. Wait—were you one of the mystery judges?” He studied her face, trying to read her reaction.


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    In the next second, he had his answer.


    Her whole face lit up as she grabbed his arm. “Yes! Oh my God, yes! So you’re Chef ine! I can’t believe it. I never imagined you and ine were the same person!”


    It was almost impossible to connect the calm, polished CEO Dn Scott with the mysterious yet funny chef who’d won her over with vor alone. It was hard to imagine.


    If he hadn’t admitted it himself, she’d never have believed it.


    “I didn’t expect you to be one of the judges either,” Dn said, eyes shining with surprise.


    It turned out that their paths had crossed a long time ago—but they just didn’t know it then.


    They’d brushed right past each other, never realizing fate had already put them in the same room.


    Maybe all those detours in life were just part of the n, giving them time to grow before they were ready for this moment.


    It was all meant to be.


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