Chapter 72: Hard to Find a True Friend
Scarlett Yates also felt a bit guilty about asking someone used to cooking medium rare, medium, and medium-well steaks to make something well-done for once, so she nodded and praised, "It’s so delicious. It’s the best thing I’ve ever eaten in my life. This wonderful taste, I’ll never forget it."
The chef’s eyes brightened even more, his face flushed with excitement and joy, "R-Really?"
Scarlett blinked, her eyes incredibly sincere, and nodded firmly, "Really, if I never get to eat such a delicious steak again, I’ll regret it for the rest of my life."
The chef suddenly grabbed her hand, tears glinting in his eyes as if he’d found a soulmate, gripping it tightly, joyfully exclaiming, "My soulmate, oh my soulmate, Miss Yates, don’t worry. As long as you want to eat something, you just need to say the word. No matter when, I’ll fulfill your request."
Seeing the chef’s content and joyful expression, Scarlett seemed to understand something.
It seemed that this top chef, who had been with the Saxon Family for years, had not received such high praise for a long time.
It’s no wonder, day after day, year after year, eating delicacies every day eventually loses its charm.
Suddenly someone from outside the Saxon Family came along and gave such high praise to something everyone else had long grown tired of, the chef was instantly moved to tears, seeing her as a soulmate.
Indeed, for someone who cooks, the most satisfying moment is none other than seeing their food completely devoured.
Thinking back to her first day at the Saxon Family, when Matthew Saxon had been so picky about a meal, it was likely such things would happen again.