Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me

Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me Chapter 23

Vinson wanted to speak up but Arielle shot him a look before she replied with a meaningful smile, “Very well. Challenge accepted!” 

Shandie was momentarily taken aback but recovered quickly with a smirk. “Good! Let‘s do it. Right here, right now!” 

Cindy was not idling away in the gallery either as she went over to hash things out swiftly with the organizers, after which two coffee tables were moved onstage and equipped properly. 

Vinson looked a tad apprehensively at Arielle who remained silent throughout. 

Once the host saw that both of them are ready, he said, “Ladies, you may begin.” 

Shandie burst into action the moment his voice trailed off. 

The first step to creating latte art was, of course, to prepare the espresso which had to be hand–brewed by the participants themselves. 

The assiduous Shandie weighed up fifteen grams of coffee beans and fed them into the grinder with tremendous refinement. 

She was surprised to see Arielle appearing quite competent when she stole a glance over, as though the latter actually knew what she was doing 

inside the filter holder before she raised the kettle to

when she observed that noting that this was something only professional brewers would know. Pouring clockwise would allow for the filter to adhere better to the holder, and at the same time, eliminate the starchy taste from the paper and warm up the receptacle. The resultant would be a much more

of this coupled with her deft gestures that

for this country girl to know how to

her certainty that she was not

Arielle from

hard and turned her focus back to the

coffee, will she

took a deep drawl in a bid to settle herself and resume her

two infusions of water, after which an

Arielle still awaiting her second infusion while she herself was already done, and dismissed Arielle‘s knowledge as something the latter must have picked

host communicated that they could both proceed with the creation of their latte art.

latte art was the real litmus

of latte art required the use of whole milk, and each person needed to conceive their theme before they began.

elegant smile, Shandie was first to speak, “My chosen theme is: A Snow–Covered Cottage in

replying staidly, “Mine will be: The Bloom of a Thousand Pear–Flowers Ushered Forth by the Night Breeze of