Sweet Subterfuge

Chapter 142
At 7 am, Ladssa was roughly awakened by Lana. They had only slept for less than two hours.
As they walked to the supermarket, Larissa couldn’t stop yawning. She had to put in much ellort to keep her drooping eyelids open; otherwise, she would just fall asleep at any second.
On the other hand, Lana was full of energy. She seemed to have forgotten everything that had happened yesterday. “Hurry up, Larissa! If we are late, we won’t be able to buy fresh ingredients! Dragging her sister. Lana walked at a brisk pace.
The supermarket was different from the tamers’ market. It officially opened at 0.30 am.
When they arrived, the store clerks were still moving boxes of freshly delivered vegetables into the supermarket. Some shelves were still empty, and no one was at the weighing station or the checkout counter.
Standing at the entrance of the supermarket, Lana complained, “Larissa, why didn’t you tell me that they open at 8.30 am? III had known would have pul on some makeup before leaving!”
Larissa was too exhausted to even argue with her.
Lana asked one of the store clerks to help her choose a whole chicken, two pork ribs, and some vegetables. She counted on her fingers as she listed cff the items she needed for her meat

“Would it be enough if I prepared a roast chicken, mushroom soup, and some barbecued pork ribs?”
Larissa answered drowsily. “It should be enough.”
“Larissa, do you know how to cook these dishes? Lara asked sheepishly.
Ubon hearing that Larissa instantly woke up. “HUN?”
Somewhat embarrassed, Lana mumbled. I’ve never co cked before, so I might need your hela.”
However, it tum rd out that Lana needed more than just some help. She hardly knew anything about cooking. She had no idea that pork ribs needed to be blanched or how to properly marinale a chicken. Besides that, she didn’t know the cooking time and the required oven
temperature for roasting a chicken, Furthermore, she couldn’t even cut up vegetables or operate the oven.
After Lana acc certally splashed hot oil on her hand and dropped the pan in fright, Larissa reached her breaking point and promptly chased her cut of the kitchen. “Ill do the cooking, You Just tel. Mr. Rogers that you made the dishes yoursell” Larissa sald.
“Huh?” Lana bit her Ep in hesitation. “Is that okay?”
lled the meat skillfully. “As long as you are sincere in showing your gratitude, it would
Larissa placed the pork ribs on the frying pan and grilled the
be fine,” she said calmly. “it neither of us says anything. Mr. Rogers won’t know that you didn’t make this yourself.”
Lana grinned immediately and hugged her from behind happily. “Thank you so much, Larissa!
Larissa offered to take Lana to the Microworks Building, but she refused. Tll go by mysell. You’ve been through a lot since last night. You should have a meal and gel a good sleep.” Lana sounded like a considerate little sister.
Larissa didn’t really want to go out either. Since Lana insisted, she agreed without any argument.