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.

seem to have any other

of working together, all she truly knew about him was his dedication

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

with kindness, rarely lost his temper, and was

Tatum would have

What a shame.

kilometers away from her home. Even by plane, it was a long trip. After

responsibilities were

young. She couldn't marry that far

strengthen the Ormond family's empire, to

even if her younger sisters took over, there

that was something she couldn't

Unless...

to come to

But that was unrealistic.

Yorks were an elite family, and Tatum-the sixth young master-was the younger brother

ever leave all

felt a pang in her heart but

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