Her Biliionaire Husband

Chapter 811 Don’t You Have Hands?

Mateo’s face fell. Just as he was about to turn her down, he looked up and saw Crayson staring sternly at him. Left with no choice, he rose and sat down on the chair beside it.

Just then, Matthew took off his apron and shuffled toward them from the kitchen. “Come on, Master Iron. I’ve reserved a seat for you.” Eleanor patted the seat beside her with a bright smile. “Don’t you think I treat you well?”

There seemed to be an insinuation in her words. She was trying to mock Veronica, who was seated across from her. “Thanks, Your Highness.” Matthew didn’t mind it as he sat down beside her.

As the only senior among the younger people, Crayson said, “Alright. Since everyone’s here, we’ll start having lunch.” Hayley never came down to join them. Those who knew what had happened never brought up this matter either.

All of them were seated together in the dining hall. Since Eleanor was a talkative person, everyone was proactive during the conversation, and there didn’t seem to be any hostility going on between them. At the very least, they appeared to be friendly to each other.

a diplomat. She was a person who could perfectly hide all her

meat with a fork and put it into her mouth. As she devoured it, she gave Matthew a thumbs-up. “You certainly live up to your name

good, but he still pretended to be calm. “Is it delicious? I think it’s

food served to them to be spicy.

Matthew had prepared was one such example. He just had to fry it until both sides were golden, then stew it with spring onions and carrots. After that, he added a handful of coriander and let it simmer. As a

himself some meat and had a taste, then said to Matthew, “Your cooking

for your compliment, Your Highness.” Matthew glanced at him with a bashful

Veronica. If you don’t eat it now, it’ll be gone soon. Master Waylen told me you love eating

everything seemed reasonable. It was especially true since the Ledgers