Ben Lucas entered the kitchen for a short while, then came out with a cold expression.
Harrison Lucas was well aware that the master was upset, but she didn't dare bring it up, not even a bit.
In fact, for a first attempt at cooking, making such colorful and fragrant dishes was already incredibly commendable.
But her master always excelled at everything, and his proud ego probably had never suffered such a setback.
"..." Harrison clutched her stomach and anxiously looked at Ben Lucas, not daring to urge nor speak empty flattering words.
She was waiting for the master to get angry, or for him to say something to regain his momentum.
However, nothing happened—
Her master merely took another empty bowl, then scooped a bowl of porridge, placing it before her.
The bottom of the bowl clinked against the solid wood table, making a heavy sound.
Harrison: "..."
What to do, she was a bit panicked, was it too late to escape now?!
