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.

married, the young 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 work either. She used

process her words

mistress, young master,

question crossed my mind and slipped

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 lost her life.

a slow blink, I said, “She almost lost her life?

her eyes. “Young master, you were busy with work. You

and I hadn’t even known? On top of it, it had been

me, including my assistant, knew about my wife’s shrimp allergy while I didn’t? And I had thought

all right?” Sofia pulled me from my thoughts, her eyes wrinkled in concern. “Do you

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 the ghost of Victoria’s

came to mind where I might be able to get away from reminders of her,

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

luck. It was Calvin,

is it?” I

dinner

“Oh—”

for Calvin to wait as

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