CHAPTER 318

Her dishes might look plain, but they're super scrumptious.

Romeo took a bite, and his eyes lit up. He didn't expect Rosemary's cooking to be such a hit.

"Yum," Romeo complimented, "Is this your new party trick? Cooking?"

"Nope."

Rosemary hadn't exactly earned any Michelin stars, but she had a grandpa who used to be a big-shot banquet chef, and he passed on all his tricks to her.

He taught her so she could whip up something nice for him whenever she had free time. Back then, she worked so hard to learn that she almost sliced her hand off. Just thinking about it made her tired.

"I guess you've been roughing it, eating at my place."

Rosemary: ??

"Is the food cooked by the chefs at my place hard to swallow?"

Rosemary realized what he was getting at: "No, they do a great job too."

"But not as great as you." Romeo decided to dock their pay and get them to up their game.