Chapter 752


    Chapter 752 He Does Not Eat Minced Garlic


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    Couldn’t he have cleared things up earlier? Instead, he sat there and watched as I investigated the


    matter! “How could you?”


    Arissa’s temper spiked. “I indeed didn’t see your document.”


    Benjamin regarded her steadily, his tone emphatic. Arissa sulked. Well, it’s true that my document


    wasn’t there. “You should have rified things. Yet, you merely watched at the side as I made a fool of


    myself!”


    Bending, she climbed out of the car and shot him a re before entering the house. Benjamin merely


    quirked an eyebrow. “Serves you right!” Gavin threw the man a taunting look.


    In response, Benjamin shot his son a sidelong nce. Shouldering his schoolbag, Gavin chased after


    his siblings. “Let’s go in!”


    Zachary held Tim’s hand while Oliver and Jasper held Jesse’s hand. In a sh, all six children sprinted


    into the house. The schoolbags on their shoulders bounced about, rendering them absolutely adorable.


    Benjamin’s eyes were trained on their petite figures, his thin lips curving upward. Gavin had be


    much livelier with thepany of the other kids. At the sight of their return, Edwin trotted out to greet


    them. “You’re back, Mrs. Graham, kids!”


    “Yup!” Arissa replied with a smile. Grinning, Edwin cast his gaze at Benjamin, who came inst. “Mr.


    Graham, one more dish and dinner will be ready!”


    “Okay.” Benjamin inclined his head at the man before going upstairs to change. Taking a gander at him,


    Arissa pivoted and went into the kitchen. When she saw that there were steaks left, she made garlic


    butter steak.


    In the meantime, the six children sat in the living room. Tim was revising with a textbook in his hand


    while Gavin and Zachary taught him the parts he didn’t understand.


    Arissa then headed over to call them for dinner. Upon seeing that they were studying, she walked over


    with a smile. “What are you studying?”


    “Mommy!” The children snapped their heads around to look at her. “Gavin and the others are teaching


    me the parts I don’t understand,” exined Tim, lifting his head to look at his mother with slight


    bashfulness.


    “Ah, that’s good. Ask them whatever you don’t understand, Sweetheart. It’s dinner time, so let’s eat


    first. You can continueter.”


    Arissa stroked his head. “Yay! Dinner is ready!” Jesse cheered excitedly.


    “Let’s wash our hands and eat!”


    Jasper scrambled up and dashed to the washroom. Chuckling, Arissa urged the other children, “Go


    and wash your hands before eating!”


    After they had all run off to wash their hands, she went upstairs to call Benjamin upon seeing that the


    man had yet toe downstairs.


    Benjamin was on the phone, standing on the balcony in the room. His expression was rather grim.


    Glimpsing that, Arissa didn’t approach him. She merely stopped by the door and knocked, whispering,


    “Dinner is ready.”


    Benjamin jerked his head over and nodded in acknowledgment. Arissa continued studying him for a


    long moment before spinning on her heel and going downstairs.


    Quite some time passed before Benjamin ended the call and went downstairs for dinner. Taking a seat


    with the six children, Arissa told them to drink some soup first while waiting for the man.


    “Daddy is here!”


    “Mr. Graham is here!”


    The children swung their gazes in Benjamin’s direction. Arissa turned and nced at him as well.


    He carried an innate sense of authoritativeness, so she sensed his strong aura as he drew near.


    “Dinner is ready, Mr. Graham!”


    Benjamin nodded. “Got it. Let’s all eat!”


    He proceeded to sit down to eat.


    Arissa stole a peek at him. Her curiosity was piqued when she saw no sign of his fury earlier.


    Nheless, she didn’t ask him about that.


    Glimpsing the steak in front of him, Benjamin narrowed his eyes imperceptibly. “Who made this?”


    A sense of foreboding washed over Arissa, and her heart lurched. “What’s wrong? I made it.”


    Didn’t he say he wanted to eat steak? I just grilled the steak in a different way.


    “Mr. Graham doesn’t eat minced garlic, Mrs. Graham,” Edwin hurriedly exined when he saw the


    tense situation.


    Throwing the man whose expression was as ck as thunder a look, Arissa moved the dish away. Oh


    well, he really doesn’t appreciate good food!


    She ced some steak on the children’s tes, and they all loved it, smacking their lips as they ate.


    “I want more, Mommy!”


    “Me too, Ms. York!”


    “There’s still much left. Here.”


    Arissa added more to the children’s tes.


    She tried a piece of steak herself and found that it tasted superb.