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.

mistress has been preparing your meals. And she hasn’t just been taking care of your food, but she never let the maids do any

to process her

not be good as the mistress, young master, but I can try to make something else for

my mind and slipped from my tongue. “Did you know that Victoria’s

Her eyes took on a distant quality, as though recalling the incident.

lost

her head, averting her eyes. “Young master, you were busy with work. You wouldn’t pick up

a life-threatening event, and I hadn’t even known? On top

for three years that everyone around me, including my assistant, knew about my wife’s shrimp allergy while I didn’t? And I had thought she

my thoughts, her eyes wrinkled in concern. “Do you

longer hungry.” I left the dining room disappointed in myself. Everything seemed so frustrating,

office. It was the only place that came to mind where I might be able to get away from reminders of

my home office. However, a fleeting thought crossed my mind that I would love for it to be Victoria,

was Calvin,

is it?” I

jewelry launch dinner tomorrow, and you’re cordially invited,

“Oh—”

for Calvin to wait as

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