A Beauty With Multiple Masks Chapter 822

Aaron frowned. “Don’t judge a dish by its appearance!”

But you didn’t seem to like the dish when it was first served, his assistant mused silently.

Of course, he dared not say it out loud.

Aaron gave him a fork. “Try it. You’ll find out why I want to buy the restaurant.”

His assistant was surprised. In Turlen, the strict social hierarchy meant that a servant would never get to share his or her master’s food.

He accepted the fork earnestly and picked a slice of meat from the side of the bowl before placing it into his mouth carefully.

Even though Aaron had praised the food, the assistant still couldn’t bring himself to believe that the bowl of stew was delicious. Mr. Aaron must’ve been starving. Anything would be delicious to him!

Without warning, the meat melted inside his mouth.

the taste was slightly spicy, it was still

Aaron lifted his chin and inquired, as though he had

regain his composure. He stuttered, “I-It

his feet, he declared, “I shall get

waved him away. When the second dish was served, he continued gulping down the food. His antics

good

foreigner looks like he had starved

same earlier! Now that

 

lively meal, for back in his country, everyone ate in silence. It suddenly occurred to Aaron that it would be nice to chat

his thoughts when his phone suddenly

five people had his phone

darkened as he pulled out his phone. The caller ID

taking a breath, he spoke in Turlenese.

An elderly but terrifying voice rang

“Father gave me a mission to

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