Chapter 602 Making pizza?
Leo doubted if he had heard it wrong.
Jared had already started to delegate tasks, âGo wash and chop up the freshly bought foodâ
Leo sighed inwardly.
He knew deep down that Mr. Whitfield wouldnât easily give him a holiday.
But Leo was very curious.
Why Mr. Whitfield suddenly took up cooking, and making something as complicated as pizza.
As Leo went to get the ingredients from the fridge, he asked, âMr. Whitfield, I thought you didnât like pizza?â
Jared actually wasnât a big fan of pizza.
Leo had been with him for many years and knew his food preferences like the back of his hand.
Jared casually replied, âItâs for Summer to eat, pizza is just right, balanced diet.â
Leo was even more surprised, it was for Summer.
Mr. Whitfield, do you already consider Summer as your own child?
You know thereâs a mountain of company business waiting for you, and all the department managers are waiting for you to attend a meeting.
And yet youâre leisurely cooking pizza for Summer at home?
Of course, these thoughts, Leo could only keep to himself.
On the surface, he still had to compliment, Mr. Whitfield is indeed responsible, and will surely be a good husband and father in the future.
Making pizza was quite complicated.
Jared and Leo spent the whole afternoon and finally got it done.
The amount was enough for Summer to eat for half a month.
Leo asked, âMr. Whitfield, didnât you say that Summerâs parents will definitely come to pick him up in the next few days? How is he going to finish all this?â Jared slightly frowned, âGet a Mamie box ready, he can take what he canât finish.â
Leo was speechless.
Mr. Whitfield, Summer lives in Manhattan, is he supposed to carry a fridge back?
He doesnât need your food.
But no matter what Jared said, Leo had to do as he instructed.
By evening, Summer woke up.
Jared had made a lot of pizza.
In the evening, Jared also invited Leo to eat with them.
The pizza was mainly made by Mr. Whitfield, Leo just helped.
Leo didnât expect the pizza that Mr. Whitfield made to be so delicious.
Leo ate a lot and praised, âMr. Whitfield, your cooking skills are amazing, no wonder Ms. Pritchard always used to say that you should have been a chef, but ended up being a CEO by mistake.â
After saying this, Leo had a bad feeling.
For all these years, he had always been very careful in front of Jared.
The name of Ms. Pritchard was something that couldnât be mentioned casually.
Perhaps because Jared treated him like a friend today, he accidentally overstepped.
Sure enough, Jaredâs face had turned cold.
Leo was about to apologize.
Suddenly, Summer next to him said, âSir, I want more, your pizza is the best Iâve ever had.â
Summerâs praise instantly lightened Jaredâs mood.
He even showed a slight smile and said, âIâll cut it for you, eat more if you like it.
For the first time, Leo was so grateful to Summer, it was like Summer saved his life.
Leo immediately stood up and said, âMr. Whitfield, let me do the cutting.â
After dinner, Leo left, and Summer went to the study to read.
Meanwhile, Agnesâ car was parked under a plane tree outside Maplewood Manor.
She tracked here from the Capital according to Nocturneâs location...
Agnes had been watching for a while now, and she saw Leo leaving.
Nocturne was in there, but Agnes was not quite sure how to get in.
The light in the study had been on the whole time.
Suddenly, Agnes remembered a habit of Jaredâs.