Chapter 673

Thaddeus had a look of sheer panic as the chicken nugget slipped from his fingers and plummeted into the bubbling oil of the deep fryer.

Hot oil spattered across the back of his hand and up his arm, the pain snapping him back to reality as his lips parted awkwardly, muttering. “Elvis”

“You’re always talking about that stuff. Are you really that horny?”

Elvis snorted softly, craning his neck to peer into the fryer, “I dunno if Evadne caught a whiff yet, but I sure followed the scent over here. Smells like something’s burning, though.”

That caught Thaddeus off guard, and he suddenly realized that the chicken he’d dropped in earlier was still submerged.

He fumbled for the slotted spoon, but by the time he fished out the nuggets, they’d turned a deep brown.

The corners of Thaddeus‘ eyes drooped in dismay, and he was instantly reminded of the first time Chairman Emeric had tried his cooking, labeling it a string of “failures.”

It was like a curse he couldn’t shake.

“Look, I get it, you’re trying to be sweet, but don’t force yourself into something that’s clearly not your forte. If you scald yourself and end up with blisters, it’s Evadne who’s going to suffer, right?”

Saying this, Elvis shrugged off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, and positioned himself next to Thaddeus, nudging him aside with his hip, “Go stand over there and chill. Don’t get in the way.”

Thaddeus‘ eyes widened in surprise, “You’re going to take over?”

“If I leave it to you, my little sis will end up eating charcoal.”

Thaddeus didn’t get upset because Elvis was absolutely right; he’d overestimated his cooking skills.

Elvis washed his hands and expertly lowered the chicken into the fryer, watching the clock and counting the seconds before stirring the oil and soon after, retrieving the perfectly cooked nuggets!

Thaddeus stood by, assisting Elvis and absorbing every move with rapt attention.

“Got it yet?” asked Elvis, not even looking up.

Thaddeus nodded, “Yeah.”

“Your eyes may have got it, but your hands sure didn’t.”

Thaddeus frowned with a rueful smile, “Elvis, sometimes, I need a little encouragement.”

Elvis‘ long lashes fluttered as he glanced at Thaddeus, “Fail a few more times, and you’ll get it right. I’ve botched it up countless times myself before getting it to look half decent. If Evadne didn’t love it so much, who in their right mind would bother with this mess? It’s filthy, it’s a hassle, and you can’t get rid of the smell of oil for days! Sometimes, you shouldn’t spoil her too much. If you let her get her way all the time, she’ll be demanding you cook every day, then what’ll you do?”

Thaddeus‘ eyes glowed softly as he gently smiled, “Doesn’t matter. As long as Evadne’s happy, I’m willing to do anything, no matter how troublesome it is.”

“Pfft, easy for anyone to say,” Elvis responded with feigned disdain, but inside, he felt a warmth spreading.

“Wow! Fried chicken! Smells amazing!”

Both men turned around.

the real little

Emeric, Evadne had swapped her delicate silk nightgowns for a cozy, milk white fleece loungewear, setting off her moon–bright face. From a distance,

Elvis, when did you guys get back? You could’ve

bringing with her a sweet, warm breeze and flung herself

Im covered in flour, I’ll get your clothes dirty.” Thaddeus gently warned, his flour–dusted

just because I mentioned

two places every day, working and

not tiring. Your happiness is

waist, his eyes filled with gratitude as he looked over at Elvis, “Besides, I

them nice and

Pfff!

of fictional blood nearly

work and Thaddeus‘ assistance, two plates of golden, crispy fried chicken were served steaming

sat neglected

on, Evadne, try some of

watched his little sister’s eyes light up, “It’s been a while since I cooked for you.

her hands, took a big bite, and crunched happily.

your cooking is still as fantastic as

smile spread across

mind flashed back to a

he’d managed to safely escape

She had gone to Matthew to

of her status, after last

that anyone decent could

Elsie didn’t seem all

don’t

but it was already too

mouth and devoured his charred offerings, savoring them

They’re not that

her hand, “You don’t have to force yourself to compliment me.

How could they

another piece and ate it with evident pleasure, showing no sign of pretense, “Besides, what does it matter if they’re black or golden? Once they’re in

lips curved into a tender smile, and he couldn’t resist planting

clutched his chest and closed

it

he come back to be the third wheel?

grabbed her phone, “I’ve cooked up a storm here, and I can’t eat all this myself. Lucky for us,

that’d be great, I was about to call them

a darkening. “Tonight, I’ve come

Arnold and Aaron had made it over.

the dinner table

big secret you’ve been keeping from us?” Arnold prodded,

“Arnold, are you so on edge because you can’t afford your

Arnold chucked a chicken

easily dodged, and then he tossed a document–filled envelope onto

this?” they all leaned in,

been talking about avenging our brother? Inside this

Arnold and Captain Aaron’s radars went off.

couldn’t wait. She grabbed the envelope and dumped its contents

up a portion and started reading. Shock

Chambers Group, managed by Matthew, has raised over one million in just two years. But that money never went to helping impoverished students–it all went straight into Matthew’s own pocket. And that’s not all. He’s been hosting so–called charity events, parading the girls meant to be helped, but really, he was setting up a

a chance at education, but what awaited them

the table, Evadne trembled

eyes matched hers, “We should’ve taken him down when

Evadne, Aaron. Justice may be delayed, but it will be served. He won’t be hopping

ever were. Byron was blatant with his actions, relying on his background. But Matthew, he’s a master of disguise, his deeds are done in the shadows, and to the public,

are you getting at, Thaddeus?” Evadne grabbed his

much evil, he must have set up a way out for himself.”

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