Chapter 233 - 233: Ningning, is this Cindy Clarke?
Daddy! Come Home for Dinner!
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âI didnât go to give any instructions; I just went to check on the restaurantâs situation,â Christy Xenos quickly explained, âI didnât say anything, just walked around to make sure they donât slack off because youâre not there.â
Wendy Clarke gave her a warning glare and said no more.
Christy Xenos hurriedly changed the topic: âWhy are you watching the Cooking
Competition?â
âIâm looking for potential talent,â Wendy Clarke explained nonchalantly, âI want to see if there are any good cooks among the eliminated contestants who we could recruit for the restaurant.â
âOur current head chef is adequate for Nork City, but once we expand to Belfard, their skills wonât be enough. And even if we want to bring them along, what will we do about the Nork City branch? I have no plans to close the restaurant here,â Wendy Clarke explained.
âThere are so many high-end restaurants in Belfard; if we donât have a competitive edge, we might end up closing down. Not only would that be embarrassing, but the losses would be substantial. After all, the cost of running a restaurant in Belfard is not something Nork City can compare with. Thatâs why we need a capable head chef who can handle the pressure,â Wendy Clarke said.
âFamous chefs demand high salaries, and I donât want to pay that much. So, I thought Iâd check out the Cooking Competition and see if I could find someone among the contestants. The Pingla Cooking Competition produces some good chefs every year.â
âHowever, theyâre young and not too expensive, and their cooking skills are usually quite good. Especially those who get eliminated halfway through; theyâre even cheaper. I want to see if there are any gems among the eliminated contestants who we could hire.â
âThose who get eliminated midâwav donât have the advantage of continuous
exposure and growing fame like the ones still in the competition. Even after the competition ends, they can still participate in events or start their own business using their top three titles. The others who get eliminated will be forgotten. If they donât have money, theyâll end up working for others in the end,â Wendy Clarke said, âAt that time, hiring them for Belfard would be enough.â
Christy Xenos happily praised, âWendy, youâre so clever! Our restaurant will definitely grow bigger under your management!â
Wendy Clarke smiled proudly, and the two continued watching the live broadcast.
Just then, in the live broadcast, Cindy Clarke was taking off her mask.
As she took off her mask, Wendy Clarkeâs smug smile suddenly froze, and she slowly stopped smiling.
Her eyes were glued to the television, as if she wanted to bore a hole through it.
Her gaze was frightfully cold.
Christy Xenos abruptly stood up and exclaimed, âCindy Clarke! Wendy, is that
Cindy Clarke? Am I seeing things? Am I mistaken?â
âYouâre not mistaken; itâs indeed Cindy Clarke,â Wendy Clarke said through gritted teeth, âI didnât expect her to go to Belfard. Sheâs really brave to participate in the Cooking Competition, and even show her face at the major competition!â
So, she was Cain Velman!
âHa, no wonder she insisted on wearing the mask at first and refused to take it off. She must have felt guilty, afraid of being spotted by us!â Wendy Clarke said coldly.
âThis little bitch!â Christy Xenos pointed at the TV and cursed, âBack then, she stole our recipe and set you up!â
Speaking of this, Wendy Clarkeâs eyes filled with intense hatred.
It was secondary that Cindy Clarke had taken the recipe.
What she hated the most was that Cindy Clarke had somehow managed to escape Mr. Lopezâs room.
That night, Mr. Lopez had caught nothing..n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om