Zane's POV~
She nodded again....this time with more determination in her eyes before quietly exiting the room to carry out her mission.
The moment Sophia was gone, I made my way to the kitchen. Upon stepping inside, I found all ten chefs already seated and eating their breakfast, having completed the morning preparations.
"Good morning, Young Master. What brings you here? Do you need anything, sir?" The chefs chorused immediately as they stood up with a respectful bow, their voices calm but curious and filled with respect.
"Yes, please. I need your attention and cooperation," I replied with a heavy sigh, stepping further into the kitchen. Without wasting any more time, I added "I'm here to cook, and I need your assistance."
"To cook?" one of them echoed in disbelief. Before I could offer further explanation, all ten chefs dropped to their knees at once, panic flashing across their faces.
What's going on? I thought with confusion etched on my face.
