"Hmm."
"That's great!" She stood up excitedly, but unfortunately, her legs had no strength, and she quickly fell back into the chair.
Matthew Saxon chuckled, "Don't get too excited yet, let's fill your stomach first."
His taste was always mild, and what he liked to eat was well known to everyone here, so there was no need for him to speak. The chef had already started preparing the dishes before he even entered the door.
As Matthew's words fell, people began bringing meticulously prepared dishes to the table.
Every dish was light, delicious, and nutritious.
Scarlett Yates's appetite quickly got the better of her.
Without waiting for Matthew's greeting, she started helping herself.
After days of hunger, and faced with such a table of delicacies, she ate ravenously, and soon, her bowl of rice was empty.
Meanwhile, Matthew had only picked at the food with his chopsticks, hardly eating at all.
He was watching Scarlett eat.
