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.

Philip thought that he was backing down because of embarrassment. He thought that

a refined habit of the nobility. It’s not something anyone can learn overnight. For instance, cutting the

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

slowly. Don’t cut too forcefully or quickly, as that will squeeze out the juices inside and make

able to cut it at

it in his mouth, chewed slowly,

a glance that this is 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. What a shame.” Philip shook his head

“Hehe.”

as Emmy could not stand it

was full of

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

spoke, he lightly tapped the table with

spinning and sparkling brightly before landing precisely in Andrius‘ hand, handle

the tip of the

of the steak flipped in the

Swoosh!

Swish!

Whoosh!

held the knife,

that was the steak suspended in the air

support.