Chubby Lady - Chapter 7
Elena’s skills improved day by day. However, that peaceful daily life did not last long. It was because, as usual, Wood went out with an upright gait that seemed indifferent, and returned home with a woman. It was immediately recognizable that she was the woman the Bacchus employees had been whispering about, that she had walked down the street with Wood. “Lady Royce has a picky appetite, so please prepare the meal with more care than usual. If the seasoning is even slightly off or the shape of the dish is out of shape, the lady will send the plate back.” The butler, who had a sensitive and strict impression, made various demands to Elena in a tone that was several times sharper than usual.
She delivered the items. But his raspy voice didn’t even reach her ears. All the nerves in her body were on edge at the presence of a woman, shining as beautifully as the name Lloyd, who confidently entered the mansion with Wood’s arms folded. For her picky palate, she confined herself to the kitchen and focused only on cooking. Elena almost always wore gloves when cooking, but she had no choice but to take them off for a while to do the delicate and elaborate plating like a painting. Fortunately, there were only a few cooks in the kitchen, and all of them were concentrating on their own cooking, so no one looked at the burn marks on the back of Elena’s hands. A well-baked lemon cake on a plate
It was transferred beautifully and sprinkled with pistachios on the soft bread. She felt her heart sink as she watched the pistachio powder being sprinkled like snowflakes on top of the sweet-smelling cake. “It’s done.” A faint smile spread across Elena’s face as she muttered to herself in a low voice. Even if she learned to cook and got burn marks that would last a lifetime, even if she was cooking for Royce, who might be Wood’s lover, Elena loved cooking. Elena set the lemon cake for dessert on the table where the maids took the plates and rang the little bell. The bell from the kitchen signaled that all the dishes were done.
All. From appetizer to dessert, we finished everything in a few hours. I felt the tension in my whole body release at once. “Count, did you enjoy the dish I cooked?” I didn’t want to see Lloyd, but I wondered if Wood enjoyed his meal. It was when Elena slipped out of the kitchen and cautiously snooped over to the table where Wood and Lloyd were. Someone tapped Elena’s skinny shoulder from behind. “Are you Elena?” Surprised by the familiar voice that had been heard over the dining room and into the kitchen throughout dinner, Elena turned her head away. Lloyd looked at Elena with a smile on her lips.
“I heard that a new chef has arrived, so I was wondering what kind of person they will be. You are younger than I expected. I thought it was a much older person when I only heard about it from Wood. Because it’s calm and serious.” “The meal was really good. Especially the lemon cake that came out as the last dessert, was that made by you?” “…Yes, I made it.” “As expected! I thought it would have been made by a young person. The taste is delicious, but I liked it more because the color and shape were beautiful. It was actually a waste to eat. I was curious about the other cakes you made.”
“It’s an undeserved compliment. I’m more grateful that you enjoyed it.” “You are very good at cooking, where did you learn it? An academy belonging to the imperial family? Or a culinary school in the capital?” I didn’t feel any malice from Royce, who was smiling brightly. Far from malicious intent, her words praising Elena’s cooking skills became sharp knives and stabbed Elena in the chest. Unable to endure the abuse and violence, she ran out of her relative’s house, lived in Bacchus, and started working as a cook. Of course, she wanted to learn the basics of cooking by attending an imperial academy or culinary school. However, Elena, who has lived in poverty without money to spend right now, is not like that.
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