Although Sonia was startled, she didn't show any unusual reaction.
Kassadin was the guest she would be exclusively serving for the next month, and she didn't want to offend him.
With the Nova Corps around, she wouldn't die because of it, but the next month might be difficult for her.
Sonia's breathing involuntarily became light and slow as she tried to adjust her mindset.
"As long as you do what's expected of you, I won't blame you for trivial matters."
"So there's no need to be so nervous."
Harvey ate his food, looked up at the nervous Sonia, and spoke.
"...Alright, Mr. Kassadin."
Sonia, her thoughts exposed, took a deep breath, composed herself, and replied.
In response, Harvey remained silent, quietly devouring the food in front of him.
Sonia watched, wide-eyed, as the large table of food rapidly disappeared within minutes under Mr. Kassadin's elegant movements, at a speed she couldn't comprehend.
"Go get me the next one hundred and fifty servings of food."
Harvey picked up the wine Sonia had poured earlier and said.
"Please wait."
Sonia snapped out of her daze upon hearing this, looked at the clean plates, and quickly began clearing them.
"It seems you'll be serving me for the next month."
"So there are a few things I need to clarify with you first."
"I don't have any particular hobbies, I just like to eat, averaging four to five meals a day."
"Each meal requires at least two hundred servings of food."
"However, I sometimes go out, so I don't eat at the same time every day."
"Therefore, you just need to prepare food for me whenever I call you."
"As long as you do this, I won't deliberately make things difficult for you at other times."
Harvey observed Sonia's swift and efficient movements and spoke.
Sonia, hearing about such a large daily intake, looked at Kassadin, who didn't appear overweight at all, and wondered how he maintained his physique.
However, Sonia knew that such thoughts shouldn't be voiced casually, so she respectfully replied, "Alright, I will keep your reminder in mind."
Immediately, Sonia finished clearing the dishes and went to prepare more food.
"It seems having someone to help prepare food is quite convenient."
Harvey looked at the clean table, took a sip of fine wine, and pondered.
While in New York, he hadn't considered hiring someone to serve him because he was concerned it might attract trouble on Earth.
But now that he was in the Universe, on Xandar, operating as Kassadin, he could consider finding an efficient person to handle some daily trivial matters for him.
However, to build his reputation, he still had many bounty missions to complete.
He would consider finding a good person to manage his daily affairs when he decided to reside on a Planet for a longer period.
But for now, staying directly at the Celebrity Hotel meant he had someone to serve him, which would suffice for the time being.
Meanwhile, Sonia pushed the cart to the food area.
She swapped it for a larger trolley and began carefully selecting from the dazzling array of food in the food area.
Mr. Kassadin said he had no particular hobbies, just a love for eating.
Therefore, ensuring he had the best dining experience was currently her main concern.
"Sonia, I recall you're only responsible for one guest, aren't you?"
"Did all that food get eaten so quickly?"
"And it looks like you're going to keep sending more?"
The head chef, responsible for the cuisine, looked at Sonia and asked, somewhat puzzled.
"It's for one person, but my guest's interest is eating, and he has a very good appetite."
Sonia's body stiffened upon hearing this, but when she turned around, a professional smile had already appeared on her face.
Regardless of whether she found Mr. Kassadin's appetite outrageous or not, she couldn't casually gossip about it with other colleagues.
The workplace is a deep Water; sometimes, a momentary complaint or an unintentional remark could be exploited, leading to significant trouble, or even the loss of one's job.
"A good appetite is a good thing! If he's willing to keep eating, that means the food I made must suit his taste."
Upon hearing this, the head chef's honest, simple face broke into a smile.
"Yes... My guest seems very satisfied with your cooking as well."
"The guest is waiting; I'll quickly select it and send it up to him."
Sonia saw the chef's happy expression and spoke words that went against her true feelings.
Fortunately, the Celebrity Hotel had many chefs, with fifty chefs on duty each day, rotating every seven days, so they didn't have to work continuously.
Otherwise, if the chef knew that Mr. Kassadin alone might consume eight hundred to a thousand servings of food a day, he might not be so happy.
It's worth noting that even if the Celebrity Hotel was fully booked, it only accommodated a thousand guests, and most of them only sampled a little, not eating too much.
So, the busiest time for the chefs each month was the day of the rotating masquerade ball.
Over the next month, once these chefs witnessed it, they would most likely have doubts and complaints in private.
Therefore, the time they could be pleasant with her might only be today.
Sonia didn't want it to be this way, but what could she do?
"Hmm, then hurry up and get it ready and send it up; don't make the guest wait."
The honest and simple head chef's smile widened upon hearing this.
As a chef, besides promotions and raises, nothing made him happier than hearing others praise his cooking.
Most of the people who stayed at the Celebrity Hotel were important figures, and their praise was an affirmation of their culinary skills.
"That's what I was thinking too."
Sonia replied with a smile, quickly selecting food.
The head chef watched Sonia rapidly select food, piling up a huge amount, enough for at least fifty people, and his eyes grew a little strange.
And even after taking so many servings of food, Sonia's movements didn't stop; after filling one large trolley, Sonia pulled over two more large trolleys.
This behavior made the head chef unable to remain calm; was all this for one person? He would have believed it if she said there was a party going on upstairs.
And it wasn't just this head chef; the other chefs also looked at Sonia.
Sonia felt the gazes coming from all directions, sped up her movements, and as she pushed the carts out of the food area, she heard a few quiet remarks.
"Sonia, don't mind me saying this, but you've been here for many years. There are some things you shouldn't do casually."
"If the higher-ups find out you're secretly eating food, you'll have your salary deducted."
A chef standing at the entrance of the food area reminded her in a low voice.
"Thank you for the reminder, but I'm aware of the rules. I'm going to deliver the food now."
Sonia felt a bit helpless upon hearing this but didn't know how to explain, so she just casually responded and pushed the carts away.
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