Chapter 78 We are now strangers
"Are they delicious?"
Nia Mitchell looked expectantly at Maxwell Peary, her eyes narrowed in laughter.
"Mm, they’re delicious."
Maxwell Peary nodded. Compared to bitter coffee, these were a delicacy.
"Indeed! Uncle Peary, which shop did you buy these soup dumplings from? I used to like them, but I’ve never had any this delicious before," Nia Mitchell said, picking up another one and putting it in her mouth, smacking her lips in satisfaction.
Maxwell Peary looked up at the butler. Only then did Nia Mitchell realize. Oh, right, the great CEO has a butler; he wouldn’t know about these minor breakfast details.
"Young Madam, this breakfast was made by a chef specially hired to prepare Chinese dishes. Would you like to meet this chef?"
Nia Mitchell was taken aback. She hadn’t expected that these weren’t bought from outside but made by a chef hired to cook breakfast specifically at their home.
Wow, Uncle Peary, do you have to be so extravagant?
"No need, I was just asking casually."