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Enna Clark didn’t know why, but she suddenly became nervous, took the phone, and just as she put it to her ear, she heard an unpleasant voice on the other end, “Enna, what are you dawdling for? Why aren’t you answering the phone?”
Such an inconsiderate, unromantic, and straightforward way of speaking could only be Baron Lawrence!
Enna’s shyness, which she had barely managed to muster, was swept away by his scolding, as she fought back with a silent retort, “As soon as Mr. Harris handed me the phone, I took it. Half a day? No way!”
“Enough with the nonsense! Get ready, I’ll have Scott Harris send you to the company.”
“What for? I thought you said you’d get me a leave of absence today?”
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, only to be followed by a man’s angry, gritted-teeth growl, “I want to see you, is that not okay?!”
—I want to see you, is that not okay?!
Enna lowered her eyes and, without even realizing it, the corner of her mouth curled up involuntarily.
“Bye.” Baron Lawrence hung up the phone impatiently.
Enna handed the phone back to Scott Harris and politely asked him, “Mr. Harris, is there still food in the fridge? I’d like to make some lunch to bring over.”
“Yes, Miss Clark, just let me know what ingredients you need, and I’ll have someone fetch them right away.”
“No need to go to that trouble, I’ll just make something with what’s in the fridge.” Baron Lawrence would surely have a personal chef prepare his lunch. If what she made wasn’t tasty, he could still eat something else. “I’ll take a look.”
“Alright.” Scott Harris led her to the kitchen.
Sure enough, a luxurious house!
Even though no one lived here most of the time, the kitchen was tidily organized with complete sets of tableware and utensils. The 100-square-meter space looked more like a luxurious kitchen showroom than a kitchen. On one side of the kitchen, an opulent six-door refrigerator was on display. Scott
Harris quickly walked over to it and opened the door for her, smiling, “Miss
Clark, do you think it’s enough?”
Enna was left dumbstruck by the dazzling array of food ingredients in the fridge, she nodded dryly, “Yes, it’s enough.”
The ingredients filling the refrigerator were more than abundant enough for her to make a banquet for dozens of people, let alone one lunch!
Scott Harris opened the freezer below and, afraid she wouldn’t know, told her,
“Miss, the seafood and matsutake are in here, so please feel free to use them.”
He then pointed to the wine rack on the other side of the kitchen and said, “Those are for cooking.”
Enna finally experienced the luxurious lifestyle of the truly rich.
Who else keeps a $4,500 bottle of red wine on their cooking wine rack?!
She couldn’t help but think of the pitiful, solitary bottle of white cooking wine in her own kitchen and felt worlds apart.
Actually, Enna had misunderstood. Baron Lawrence enjoyed Western food, which often required red wine as an accompanying ingredient. For example, in a dish like foie gras with red wine, wine quality has a significant impact on the dish’s overall taste, and a subpar wine could waste both high-quality foie gras and the skills of a top chef.
She took a deep breath and calmed herself down.
She deftly took out ribs, rabbit, and chicken from the fridge.
She then asked Scott Harris to wash some garlic, chili peppers, and potatoes for her, put on an apron, and began cooking.
First, she sliced the rabbit into small pieces, then cut the chicken into chunks following the same procedure as before.
She blanched the ribs, getting rid of the fishy taste, and added them to the clay pot along with ginger and pepper before turning up the heat to cook..