Scarlett Yates also felt a bit guilty about asking someone used to cooking medium rare, medium, and medium-well steaks to make something well-done for once, so she nodded and praised, "It's so delicious. It's the best thing I've ever eaten in my life. This wonderful taste, I'll never forget it."
The chef's eyes brightened even more, his face flushed with excitement and joy, "R-Really?"
Scarlett blinked, her eyes incredibly sincere, and nodded firmly, "Really, if I never get to eat such a delicious steak again, I'll regret it for the rest of my life."
The chef suddenly grabbed her hand, tears glinting in his eyes as if he'd found a soulmate, gripping it tightly, joyfully exclaiming, "My soulmate, oh my soulmate, Miss Yates, don't worry. As long as you want to eat something, you just need to say the word. No matter when, I'll fulfill your request."
Seeing the chef's content and joyful expression, Scarlett seemed to understand something.
