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

chin and inquired, as though he

assistant a while to regain his composure. He stuttered, “I-It cannot be described

to his feet, he declared, “I shall get

the second dish was served, he continued gulping down the food.

did a good job. Look, a foreigner’s

he had starved

laughing. You were the same earlier! Now that you’re full, you’re laughing at

 

his country, everyone ate in

engrossed in his thoughts when his phone

than five people had

out his phone. The caller ID made his displeasure

taking a breath, he spoke in Turlenese.

An elderly but terrifying voice

gave me a

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