My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

682  Chapter 681

As Oliver was pondering what to do, Keira spoke up, "Sorry, but the meal tonight was prepared based on the number of people. Grandma's dining is served individually, so we can't have you just watching while we eat."

Anyone with a bit of self-respect would have left at this point.

However, Marisa and Selena just smiled.

Marisa said, "It's no trouble. It's an honor to be able to serve Grandma."

Keira grinned, "I'm just worried that if we eat while you watch, it might be hard for you."

Marisa's eyes flickered for a moment. She had mentioned her humble background before, but was Keira really underestimating her knowledge and experience? As Oliver's mistress, how could she not have seen fine things before?

So what if she had to watch them eat?

She wasn't even very hungry. Why would it be hard for her?

Marisa smiled, "No, it won't be a problem."

"Really?" Keira laughed, "The food here is quite delicious. I'm just concerned that you might be tempted."

Selena scoffed, "Aunt Keira, you're underestimating us!"

"In that case, I'll go get the food ready."

Keira left those words hanging and headed straight for the kitchen.

Lewis raised an eyebrow at the scene.

Looks like they're in for a treat tonight!

Old Mrs. Horton's eyes lit up. She remembered when she first met Keira; she had stayed at Keira's place for a while, and she knew her granddaughter-in-law's cooking was exceptional.

She wondered what Keira had prepared this time.

Both old Mrs. Horton and Lewis were eagerly watching the kitchen, which made Oliver and Marisa exchange glances.

Oliver moved closer to Marisa and whispered, "Make sure you don't embarrass us by acting like you've never seen fine dining before. Got it?"

Marisa whispered back, "Don't worry, Oliver. You've treated me to so many fine dishes; I'm sure a meal prepared by a young girl won't make me jealous. It's not like it's something extravagant!"

Selena laughed, "I don't get what she's up to, but we're staying here today and coming back tomorrow. Don't worry, Dad. With Mom and me around, we'll make sure to build a good relationship with Grandma!"

Oliver smiled, "Good girl! You're so much better than that troublemaker. He's nothing but a headache and can't do anything right!"

Selena's gaze lowered, "Dad, don't be upset. Jake's just going through a phase…" Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

The three of them chatted away, completely unaware of what was about to unfold.

Meanwhile, in the kitchen, as soon as Keira walked in, Fiona handed her an apron and said, "Ma'am, I've already prepared the ingredients you mentioned before you left."

"Great."

Keira tied on the apron and went to the counter.

She first opened the simmering pot.

The moment she lifted the lid, a rich aroma wafted out.

Keira's lips curved into a smile as she looked at Fiona, "Fiona, get four plates ready. We're serving something special tonight!"

Fiona immediately prepared four plates with a smile.

When Keira mentioned the meal being served individually, Fiona knew right away that it was intentional—just to let them watch without letting them eat!

Keira's cooking was legendary; it was so delicious it felt like you were tasting art.

Fiona eagerly anticipated the moment when the others would only be able to smell the food but not taste it.

What a delightful thought!

As Fiona was lost in her anticipation, Keira skillfully prepared the prepped dishes, heated the oil, and began cooking.

Fiona watched her with admiration.

The entire process was so smooth and enjoyable to watch… It reminded Fiona of an anime she had seen as a child, "Chūka Ichiban." Every time she tasted Keira's cooking, it felt like experiencing those dramatic flavor explosions.

It wasn't just food—it was an art form!

Keira quickly finished cooking four dishes and a soup.

She divided the food into four portions, keeping one for Fiona and signaling to her to take the other three to the dining room.

"Sure thing!"

Keira removed her apron and walked out of the kitchen to the dining room.

Old Mrs. Horton's eyes lit up. "Is the food ready?"

"Please have a seat."

Keira smiled.

Old Mrs. Horton turned to Oliver and the other two, saying, "If you want to leave now, you still can… It'll be much harder to get away later!"

The three were puzzled by her words.

Oliver even scoffed.

Marisa moved closer to old Mrs. Horton, "Grandma, it's my duty to serve you dinner."

At that moment, Fiona and a few servants brought out the three portions of food.

They placed the dishes in front of Keira, Lewis, and old Mrs. Horton, then announced, "The food is served. Enjoy your meal."

Oliver scoffed, thinking they were just putting on a show.

How could some food possibly tempt him?

But as the lids were lifted, a powerful aroma filled the air and reached the noses of the three!