The Wolf’s Bride by Coffee’s Tea

Chapter 687

After being embarrassed, Philip was just about to continue causing trouble when a waiter entered with freshly grilled steaks.

Seeing this, he immediately perked up.

“Come, come, here’s the Beef Wellington. Eating it is an amazing experience…” he explained while eating.

He cut the steak into small pieces, using the knife and fork as if he had soaked in refinement for years, and elegance was infused into his very bones.

However, Emmy was focused on her own food and completely ignored him.

Andrius was also eating with relish. –

“Tsk, tsk, tsk…”

Philip, who was frustrated and humiliated, found a flaw and sneered at the uncouth Andrius. “Mr. Moonshade, are you from the countryside?”

Andrius was stunned for a moment and shoved another large slice of steak in his mouth, then mumbled with his mouth full, “Yeah, I’m from the western mountainous area.”

“No wonder…” Philip’s expression seemed to say, ‘I knew it‘, and he said sarcastically. “This is the first time I’ve seen someone eat steak like it’s jerky. Disgraceful. Truly disgraceful!”

Andrius could not be bothered with him and continued eating.

that he was backing down because of embarrassment. He thought that his insults were working and doubled down on

refined habit of the nobility. It’s not something anyone can learn

of the steak. Don’t exert too much force, or it’l deform the steak, but don’t exert too little force either,

with your right hand and cut slowly. Don’t cut too forcefully or quickly, as that will squeeze out the juices inside and make the steak lose

be able to cut

mouth, chewed slowly, and displayed a face filled with

Mr. Moonshade’s first time eating steak. He’s uncultured and lacks grace, and he doesn’t know how to appreciate its taste at all. What a shame.

“Hehe.”

as Emmy could not stand it

was full of contempt

the mask of cultured elites like you, but since you insist on talking about elegance and want to pretend to be

lightly tapped the table with his right

a smack, spinning and sparkling brightly before

flicked the

rest of the steak

Swoosh!

Swish!

Whoosh!

curved on Andrius‘ lips as he skillfully held the knife,

target, and that was the

support.