Jalen nodded. He raised the knife and cut the tomato in his hand into thin slices. His skill was no worse than a five-star chef's.
Elaina felt as if she saw a different Jalen.
"Surprised?"
Seeing that she did not speak, Jalen turned to look at her. Elaina was still in shock.
"When I was young, I grew up with my grandfather. Back then, he was busy managing the company and had no time to take care of me. Although there were maids at home, I was young, and my grandfather was rarely at home, so they often did not give me food, and I slowly learned to cook."
He knew from a very young age that he had to rely on himself, so he studied hard and learned all the life skills in order to live better.
It was the first time Elaina heard Jalen talk about these things, and she was interested. "Where were your parents? Were they not at home?"