Allowed for everything

ALESSANDRO’S POV

I chewed on the beef steak before me, trying to focus on dinner and keep thoughts of Victoria out of my mind. However, nothing seemed as good as it used to be. Even my meal tasted wrong. It wasn’t the worst steak I’d ever eaten, but I wasn’t feeling any satisfaction.

Already in a foul mood, the inadequate food made it worse. When I tasted the mashed potatoes, I became enraged enough to throw my plate on the floor.

My head housekeeper, Sofia, rushed to me in horror with two maids trailing her. She’d been our housekeeper since childhood, so she knew everything that went on in the mansion. “Young master, what happened?” she asked with wide eyes.

“What happened?” I yelled. “The food is what happened. Is there a new chef? Didn’t you check his credentials?”

Sofia peered at the mess on the floor and ordered the maids to clean it, then looked up at me and shook her head. “Young master, there’s been no change. Martin is the chef, as always. And his cooking hasn’t changed, either.”

“If it’s the same chef, why has the food changed?”

Sofia looked at me with concern. “Young master, for the last three years, the young mistress has cooked for you.”

“What?” I stared at her in disbelief.

got married, the young mistress has been preparing your meals. And she hasn’t just been taking care

trying to process her words

as the mistress, young master, but I can try to make something else

and disbelief, a question crossed my mind and slipped from my

She once ate dumplings delivered by Camilla and suffered a severe allergic reaction.” Her eyes took on a distant quality, as though recalling the incident. “It was terrible. Mrs. Devonte almost

said, “She almost lost her

master, you

had a life-threatening event, and I hadn’t even known? On top of it, it had been Camilla’s fault—Camilla

me, including my assistant, knew about my wife’s

Sofia pulled me from my thoughts, her eyes wrinkled in

and stood. “I’m no longer hungry.” I left the dining room disappointed in myself. Everything seemed so frustrating, and the more I looked around the mansion, the more I could sense

haunted me, driving me insane. I just wanted some peace. I went to my home office. It was the only place that came to mind where I

in my work. After some time, a knock came at the door. I assumed it was Calvin. No one else would dare to interrupt me at my home office. However, a fleeting thought crossed my

It was Calvin, as

it?”

jewelry launch dinner

“Oh—”

raised my hand for Calvin to wait as I answered the call.

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