This was just too much, really too much!

"If that's the case, then you can't blame me."

Timothy stood up, his fighting spirit high.

He had always been the one showing off his love in front of others. When had he ever been tormented like this?

Since he dared to assault my eyes with such an overbearing CEO tactic, I'll show him what real public displays of affection are.

Timothy stood up and walked over to where Zachary and his partner were standing.

"Knife, please!"

As he reached into the air, a rare and exotic fruit suddenly flew out of his spatial ring.

A stove appeared on the lawn, and Timothy grasped a knife in his hand. His spatial ring was already filled with rare beasts and mystical herbs and fruits he had collected.

With his cooking skills now at their peak, even with simple ingredients and a basic stove, the dishes Timothy prepared were transformed into something extraordinary.

"Chop, chop, chop."

With a few swift cuts, the ingredients were in the pot.