Chapter 153 A Good Cook
"Did it take him an hour? But Jacob said he needed until 10 pm at least.â âSuch an impressive
performance. Whose child was that?â âYou should've seen the faces of those shareholders who tried
to stop the boy.â
Meanwhile, by the time the father and son arrived on Muse Peninsula, it was already six in the
evening. At this time, Camila was seen to be very busy with cooking, wishing she had more than two
hands. Nevertheless, she finally saw the meaning of cooking for the first time. Fortunately, I still had
Kate to help me in the morning, but when it came to the afternoon, I had to do it all myself because
everyone else was sleeping. The kitchen was in a mess as she had never been swamped with the
preparation all by herself. While her hair appeared to be unkempt, she didn't even pay attention to
the burn mark on her hand. After quickly cleaning up the kitchen, she hurriedly got changed just
when the doorbell rang. Then, she answered the door and was greeted by South and Silas with a
bottle of red wine in his hand. âYou guys are fast! I didnât know you'd bring some wine, so I bought
some aheadâ Camila said while Silas could tell that she was still catching her breath. âKeep your
wine. We'll save it for next time.â Perhaps our next dinner date is already planned ahead.
âMom, look. This is what Uncle Silas bought you.â South handed a shoebox over to his mother, who
received it in surprise. âWhat's this?â âIt's a pair of shoes. You need to stop wearing high heels at
home. It's bad for your posture, plus you're not short at all.â Silasâs words reminded her of the
moment she nearly fell down earlier in the morning. Well, that's a âgood way to lighten up a
conversation! Camila then smiled awkwardly and said, âThank you. Please come in.â After changing
into a pair of flip-flops, Silas excitedly shared with Camila about what had happened. âSouth took
less than five minutes to solve a problem that our tech department had been spending hours on. He
did an amazing job!" However, Camila wasn't surprised by that. âThere is usually nothing he canât
sort out.â Upon hearing her reply, Silas couldn't help but wonder how she was able to teach her
child so well, even though she wasn't with him most of the time. âIt's all thanks to the way you
educated him!â âWell, I'm not going to claim credit for this one because it was my senior who
discovered his talent and subsequently found him a tutor. Surprisingly, heâs improved a lot over
time,â Camila answered. It's that senior again?! Silas felt a little jealous, as he had seemingly grown
tired of hearing her mentioning him. âYeah, your kid is smart indeed.â
After that, they entered the dining area and were soon greeted by a table full of dishes, with some
looking burnt while the others appearing bland. At the sight of that, Silas couldn't help but chuckle,
certain that it was Camila who cooked them all. In the meantime, Camila awkwardly scratched her
head and said, âThis is my first time
cooking. So, I don't know how it'll taste, but please... help yourself.â Silas nodded and sat down
while South came closer and looked at those dishes with his eyes lit up. âMom, did you make all
this?â Camila nodded in response, whereupon her son complimented her, âYou're awesome, Mom!â
Soon, Camila raised her eyebrows at South. âHere is your little dish.â Despite, the havoc she had
throughout the afternoon, Camila still felt glad and accomplished for preparing every single dish on
the table. Meanwhile, Silas, who was sitting aside and watching them, was touched and moved by
their heartwarming interaction, feeling a strong sense of belonging. South is such a good boy, even
knowing how to make his mom happy. After that, Silas poured some red wine for the lady and
himself. On the other hand, as Camila watched the red wine worth six figures being poured into the
wine glasses, she felt a little awkward because she wasn't sure whether the food would compliment
the wine. Oh dear! Is the wine going to be wasted if he is not satisfied with the meal?