Elora smiled. "Every time you talk about your family, I feel restless, like I need to see it for myself." She was too embarrassed to admit the thought that had crossed her mind more than once: I'm even starting to imagine being part of your family.

Tatum had always been good to her.

Tinsley often teased her, saying that whenever Tatum looked at her, there was a light in his eyes-that he was here for her.

In a way, he was.

But realistically, it was because of his cooking. Elora had high standards and wanted a private chef. That was why Tatum had come.

At the end of the day, he was here for his craft.

Still, there were moments when she caught him looking at her with an intensity that made her wonder... Is he feeling something for me?

But she always brushed those thoughts aside.

The reality was simple: Their relationship was like that of a chef and his patron.

Tatum was good to her because she was his boss. She had a refined palate and could critique his dishes, helping him refine his skills.

He was a man who lived for cooking.

Beyond that, he didn't seem to have any other major passions.

After months of working together, all she truly knew about him was his dedication to the culinary arts.

wealthy family, had been well-educated since childhood, and carried

rarely lost his temper, and was the

Tatum would have been the perfect

What a shame.

home. Even by plane, it was a long trip.

were too

parents were aging, and

She

en

strengthen the Ormond family's empire, to stabilize

younger sisters

that was something she

Unless...

willing to come to

But that was unrealistic.

Tatum-the sixth young master-was the younger brother of the

he ever leave all of

her heart but pushed it

family will

food gets cold. It won't taste as good if it's not fresh." The office was heated, but without it, the meal would have

but Annenburg was still in the

colleagues saying there would be another snowfall soon-a late spring

after the New Year, making

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