Chapter 290:


    Makenna’s POV:


    “I’m doing OK. I appreciate your concern.”


    Though a flicker of doubt crossed my mind, I smiled politely, acknowledging Molly’s concern.


    The brief incident passed, and soon, under Hayley’s guidance, we proceeded in an orderly line into the grand hall.


    Inside, the king and the princes were already seated at the stately table, awaiting the start of the meal. Hayley instructed calmly, “Once the dishes are served, you may stand aside and wait.”


    We followed her directions, carefully cing our prepared dishes at their designated spots.


    I set the bowl of noodles on the table with care, noticing that it was positioned right in yton’s line of sight.


    Would he choose the dish I had made?


    My gaze drifted to yton, and the memory of the incident at the bar filled me with a mix of unease and guilt.


    A sudden knock on the table broke my thoughts. I looked up to see Bryan watching me intently, his fingers tapping the table.


    Clearly, he had noticed my attention on yton. His possessiveness red; he wouldn’t tolerate me directing my focus elsewhere.


    I quickly averted my eyes and turned around, ready to step back and join the others.


    But as I turned away, my eyes briefly locked with Dominic’s, his seemingly calm yet emotional gaze sending another wave of unease through me.


    Soon, a variety of delicious dishes wereid out on the table.


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    We stood silently beside the table, anticipation clear in everyone’s eyes.


    I nervously clenched the corners of my clothes.


    If yton no longer held a grudge against me, he might choose to taste the noodles I had made, right? As my mind raced with thoughts, Alice tugged at my sleeve, signaling me to look at the table.


    To my surprise, I noticed another bowl of beef and tomato noodles next to mine, almost identical.


    The difference was subtle: my bowl was made of bone porcin, while the other was white porcin, making it easy to distinguish which one I had prepared.


    Alice leaned in, whispering, “Makenna, I think the other bowl of noodles was made by Molly.”


    I shook my head in confusion. “I’m not sure.” What was Molly’s intention? Was this really just a coincidence?


    At that moment, our eyes met across the room. Molly smiled at me, her expression seemingly innocent, as if everything was just a coincidence.


    As I pondered the situation, a servant’s voice rang out.


    “Your Majesty, Your Highnesses, the dishes are ready. You may begin.”


    Leonardo was the first to pick up his silverware, tasting a dish with elegant precision. A satisfied smile spread across his face.


    “Who prepared this dish?” he asked, his deep voice resonating with approval. “She deserves a reward.”


    The woman responsible beamed with joy, her face flushed with excitement as she knelt in gratitude. Leonardo waved his hand gently, signaling her to rise. Then he turned to the three princes. “Don’t just sit there. Help yourselves.”


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