Chapter 624


    Her dishes might look in, but they’re super scrummy.


    Romeo took a bite then his eyes lit up. He didn’t expect Arabe’s cooking to be such a hit.


    “Yum, Romeoplimented, “Is this your new party trick? Cooking?”


    “Nope.”


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    Arabe hadn’t exactly earned any Michelin stars, but she had a grandpa who used to be a big shot


    banquet chef, and he passed on all his tricks to her.


    He taught her so she could whip up something nice for him whenever she had free time. Back then,


    she worked so hard to learn that she almost sliced her hand off. Just thinking about it made her tired.


    “I guess you’ve been roughing it, eating at my ce.”


    Arabe: ??


    Is the food cooked by the chefs at my ce hard to swallow?”


    Arabe realized what he was getting at: “No, they do a great job too.”


    “But not as great as you.” Romeo decided to dock their pay and get them to up their game.


    Did they really deserve a ten grand paycheck every month? They can’t even hold a candle to Arabe!


    Arabe had no idea what he was thinking and served him more food. “Eat up if you like it and I’ll cook


    for you again in the future.”


    Hearing that, Romeo paused, his eyes softening.


    Arabe mentioned “the future” again and even talked about cooking for him.


    “No need to trouble yourself.”


    How could he let her cook? He was already over the moon this time; even the dish he usually dislikes


    tasted heavenly.


    After dinner, Romeo parked his car near the school, and Arabe was about to get off when he pulled


    her into his arms and kissed her.


    After getting off, she wanted to return to her dorm to draw but unexpectedly saw a familiar figure


    surrounded by a few girls.


    “Serena, this is our school. What do you think?” Who invited Serena for a tour of Westerly College?


    Serena looked around,ughed dismissively, and didn’t think the school Arabe was attending was all


    that.


    “Serena, you’re getting prettier so you really know how to take care of yourself.”


    Serena gave a small smile and gracefully responded, “Oh, stop it. There are plenty of people more


    beautiful than me.”


    “Serena! How can we mere mortals live if you say that?” A girl immediately clung to her hand and


    whined, “The daughter of the nation’s wealthiest man calling herself ordinary. Did you think about how


    we ordinary people would feel when you said that?”


    “Exactly! Serena, you’re being too modest!”


    Several girls chimed in, showering her withpliments.


    “If you’re ordinary, why would Romeo propose to you? Men are all about the looks!”


    “Your parents are loaded, and you’re calling yourself ordinary.”


    “And the key point is that you’re so pretty, with such good skin. Look at me, I stayed uptest night


    and woke up with a little pimple this morning.”


    Just as Serena was wondering how to show off her skincare products, the conversation swung in that


    direction, and she immediately pulled out a bottle of wless serum from her bag.