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.

little foodie

weather turning cooler and to better care for Emeric, Evadne had swapped her delicate silk nightgowns for a cozy, milk white fleece loungewear, setting off her moon–bright face. From a distance, she looked like a celestial rabbit morphed into a human, landing in the mortal

when did you guys get back? You could’ve at least

in her slippers, bringing with her a sweet, warm

covered in flour, I’ll get your clothes dirty.” Thaddeus gently warned, his flour–dusted hands hovering mid–air, not daring to

really make this for me just because I mentioned

you silly man? You’re already running around between two places every day, working and then coming back to be with me. It’s hard enough. For something like this, we

is what matters the

he looked over

made them nice

Pfff!

mouthful of fictional blood nearly sprayed into

plates of golden, crispy fried chicken were served steaming

Thaddeus‘ few failed attempts sat neglected in

try some of my

eyes light up, “It’s been a while since I cooked for you. Let’s

hands, took a big bite, and

delicious! Elvis, your cooking is still as fantastic as ever!” Evadne

spread across

his mind flashed back to a face similar to Evadne’s.

managed to safely escape from the Velvet Haven..

gone to Matthew to buy him time; did that brute give

Snaky Avery and was wary of her status, after last night’s events, he found himself increasingly curious

decent could be found in

didn’t seem all

don’t eat that!”

alarm, but it was already too late.

her cavernous mouth and devoured his charred offerings, savoring them without a hint of

They’re not that bad.”

“You don’t have to force yourself to compliment me. I

love. How could they not be

what does it matter if they’re black or golden? Once they’re in your stomach, it’s all the same, right? Isn’t

he couldn’t resist planting a kiss on her

again clutched his chest and closed his eyes!

it so much.

to be the third

up a storm here, and I can’t eat all this myself. Lucky for us, Arnold and Aaron are around.

great, I was about to

in Elvis‘ eyes, a darkening. “Tonight, I’ve

Aaron

siblings and the couple gathered around the dinner table which had transformed into an impromptu war

Elvis, enough with the suspense, spill it. What’s the big secret you’ve been keeping

edge because you

Arnold chucked a chicken bone at him.

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

this?” they all leaned in, curious.

how we’ve all been talking about avenging our brother? Inside this envelope is enough dirt to

Arnold and Captain Aaron’s

couldn’t wait. She grabbed the envelope and dumped its contents out for everyone to

started reading. Shock and anger grew with every page they turned.

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

the time Elvis reached this point, his eyes burned red with fury. “These girls just wanted a chance at education, but what awaited them was a fate

hand on the table, Evadne trembled with

in Aaron’s eyes matched hers, “We should’ve taken him down when we

be served. He won’t be hopping around for much longer,”

Group, Matthew’s cunning and methods are far more insidious than Byron’s ever were. Byron was blatant with his actions, relying on his background. But Matthew, he’s a master of disguise, his deeds are

are you getting at, Thaddeus?” Evadne grabbed his hand.

must have set up

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