Chapter 1667: Chapter 1667

Chapter 1667:

Rhys, sitting beside her, smiled adoringly at her movement.

Elva looked over the dismal spread and swallowed hard. Was this the “good treat” Harlee had hinted at? No wonder Harlee had insisted they eat at a restaurant earlier. The meal there had been satisfying, and she was still full. Otherwise, she might have had to go back to the dorm hungry!

Robbie eyed Alina, who eagerly awaited praise, and hesitated before gingerly picking up some food from his plate. With a forced chuckle, he asked, “Hehe, Alina, what’s this called? What’s in it?”

Alina, proud of her first attempt yet aware of her fledgling cooking skills, began to explain with enthusiasm, “It’s macaroni—”

Before she could continue, Robbie’s hand trembled, and the dark, clotted object on his fork dropped onto the table.

Robbie didn’t want to dampen Alina’s enthusiasm, but he was more concerned about the potential hazards of consuming her creation. He had never seen macaroni so ominously black and, worse, dotted with what looked like blood clots! He dared not take a bite.

Swallowing hard, Robbie managed a smile and said, “I can’t eat cheese, so I’d better…”

He forced a smile.

Alina, however, interrupted with a dismissive wave of her hand.

“It’s okay. I made you a steak instead. Here.”

She continued to describe the dishes on the table with confidence.

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Aldrich, on the other hand, maintained an indifferent expression, as though the culinary chaos had nothing to do with his training. He couldn’t fathom why Alina had taken such a keen interest in cooking, only knowing that her leadership had led her team to a triumphant victory over Gruinia’s recruits.

Harlee’s icy glare made Aldrich squirm. Oh, gosh. How could he convince anyone that he was oblivious to the kitchen disaster unfolding? Alina’s sudden passion for cooking was entirely her own doing!

Aldrich attempted to look more composed, but as he spoke, he unconsciously became somewhat annoying.

“Alina has led her team to a significant victory over Gruinia’s recruits. In high spirits, she headed straight to the supermarket upon landing, insisting on cooking for everyone herself. Please, give it a try. She put a lot of effort into it.”

Before the others had arrived, Aldrich had been coerced into sampling the dishes. Mm. And he had visited the bathroom more times than he cared to count. If Serena hadn’t intervened, he might have ended up in a hospital bed by now. Of course, he wouldn’t share that with anyone. After all, misery loved company!

Alina patted Aldrich’s shoulder proudly.

“Good. As expected, you appreciate my cooking. You’ll be my taste tester next time too.”

Aldrich nodded, his expression strained. Internally, he was praying that Alina would abandon any further culinary endeavors.

Robbie, Patrick, Serena, and Cillian exchanged glances before all turning their attention to Harlee. They would follow her lead, ready to brave even the worst of dishes.

Elva, prioritizing her health, also awaited Harlee’s decision. Upon her arrival, she had noticed the deference everyone showed Harlee and was careful not to step on any toes.

Harlee uncrossed her legs, raised an eyebrow with a playful smirk, and scanned the eager faces of Alina and the others before making her intentions clear.

“I’m taking Elva back to school. You guys enjoy your meal.”

Alina’s face fell, and she opened her mouth to protest, but Rhys’ stern look silenced her.

Rhys stood, rolled up his sleeves to reveal his muscular forearms, and said in a low tone, “Harlee, I’ll come with you.”

Patrick leapt up.

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