Luca and the bodyguards felt uneasy as they stood outside the kitchen door.
They were not worried that the gas stoyé might explode, but they wondered who would be the pioneer to try their bossâ cooking.
That problem was harder than any mission they had received.
When Abel asked for their opinion, what would they say?
As expected, two hours later, Abel came out of the kitchen. He seemed excited.
âHey, try my first dish! Meatloaf!â
So thatâs what it is?
Luca and the bodyguards looked at Abelâs plate, then turned their heads away.
Abel was annoyed. âHey, whatâs with that reaction? This is my fourth attempt. At least be grateful that Iâm not asking you to eat the previous three!â
âAhem!â Luca braced himself and said, âIâll try it! Itâs just food, right?â
He reached out, broke off a pinch, and put it in his mouth.
Abel and the bodyguards watched him chew the meatloaf slowly.
Eventually, Luca swallowed.
Abel beamed.
The bodyguards took turns to pinch off a bit of meatloaf and put it in their mouths.
Abel had not brought out forks for them.
Once the meatloaf entered their mouths, the bodyguards had a newfound admiration for Luca.
No wonder heâs Mr. Rykerâs right- hand man!
How does he even do it? The meatloaf is barely edible, so how did he chew and swallow without showing anything on his face?
The bodyguards managed to endure the ordeal and swallowed the food without any complaint.
âWhat do you think?â Abel asked excitedly.
âItâs delicious!â Luca began to slap his hands.
âDelicious indeed!â The bodyguards also clapped their hands.
They would rather let Luca take the lead than react differently and make Abel angry.
âThatâs great!â Abel said excitedly. âLunch is on me!â
Help us! Luca and the bodyguards thought.
See that, Emmeline? I can make home-cooked food too! Abel thought.
Abel cooked lunch that day, and the men tried their best to finish the food.
However, Abel was a fast learner. After three days, the men did not have to suffer as much while eating.
They had to admit that Abelâs cooking had âsoul.â
On the other hand, Abel received no reply from the Wonder Doctor.
Was I wrong? Abel thought as he gave a call to Benjamin.
âIs Ms. Wonder Doctor done with her research?â
âNo.â
âDidnât she say sheâd take a week at most? Itâs been seven days.â
âSheâs not done yet.â
âHow much longer?â
âA month, I guess. Two isnât out of the question,â Benjamin said slowly.
After visiting Alana that night, Emmeline realized Alanaâs condition was not as serious as she thought, so she could not be bothered about it.
âCan you ask her to meet me? Itâs really urgent!â Abel said worriedly.
âI canât do that, Mr. Ryker. Once she locks herself in the lab, sheâs cut off from the world. Even I canât contact her,â Benjamin said.
Abel was in despair.
Emmeline isnât the Wonder Doctor.
The Wonder Doctor canât treat Alana within a month, and I will have to fulfill my end of the contract with Grandfather.
D*mn it! donât want this to happen!
The next morning, Emmeline took the triplets to the kindergarten.
After returning to the café, she decided to go to Adelmar Group.
She wanted to keep her spirits up, even though memories of that man refused to leave her mind.
Whatâs the point of thinking about him? Heâs going to be someone elseâs husband soon.
Just when Emmeline was about to leave, the phone on the counter began to ring.
Sam answered it. âGood morning, Nightfall Café. Oh, youâre from the Adelmar Group?â
Adelmar? Emmeline turned around at the door.
âRight, so thatâll be two lattes? Iâll deliver them in no time.â
âNo, I want Emmeline⦠Emmeline Louise to deliver the drinks,â the person at the other end of the call said.
âEmmelineâ¦â Sam turned her head to look at Emmeline. âMs. Louise?â
âThatâs from Adelmar Group?â Emmeline asked.
âYes,â Sam said. âSomeone named Janie Eastwood wants two lattes, but she insists on you delivering them.â