Chapter 331: My wife and I are expecting a baby...
With the dining hall beautifully arranged, the table was exquisitely furnished, showcasing a carefully curated selection of dishes.
Side by side, local and continental delicacies competed for attention. There was Agbugbu (Fiofio) na ji, steaming bowls of the nsala, and the richly flavored ofe onugbu, accompanied by tender ọkpa ehi agwọro agwọ.
On the continental side were tender steak, golden fried rice, and creamy mac and cheese and a coleslaw as dessert, each dish meticulously arranged giving a testament to Deborah’s culinary expertise
Several bottles of assorted wines and juices were thoughtfully placed, giving the entire spread an aromatic, colorful, and enticing atmosphere.
One after another, they took their seats in a natural order that subtly reflected their positions and status. Davis, gently holding Jessica’s hand, descended the staircase in his usual relaxed manner.
Upon reaching the dining table, he pulled out a chair for Jessica with care and, once she had settled in, took his place at the head of the table.
His gaze swept across the array of vibrant, aromatic colourful dishes, thoughtfully prepared with a balance of local and international tastes.
It was as though Deborah had offered them a culinary spectrum of choice, allowing each guest to indulge according to their tastes.
"Alex," Davis said, leaning slightly forward, "what do you think? What caught your eye?" A smile playing on his lips.
Alex chuckled. "Davis, the real question is what hasn’t caught my eye. But since you asked... then let’s say I’m trying everything. At least a taste of each."
"So greedy," Ethan muttered under his breath with a teasing grin.
"Davis, your assistant needs a leash," Alex quipped, casting a playful glance Ethan’s way.