"Did you thank Uncle for the gift?"
"Yes, yes. I promised Uncle Aaron that Dad would cook for him every day."
Adrian Desmond fell silent.
"Dad, Uncle Aaron loves sweets. Make a cake tomorrow. Make a strawberry-flavored cake and a chocolate-flavored cake," Curly ordered Adrian around, treating him like their family's cook.
Adrian shouted, "Aaron Faber! Get over here!"
"Sixth Master, what's the matter?" Aaron Faber walked over, smiling at Adrian.
"You want me to cook for you every day?" Adrian narrowed his eyes, his gaze dark.
"Heh heh, Curly said that. I wouldn't dare ask Sixth Master to cook for me every day. Curly said your cooking is delicious, and I haven't tasted your cooking yet. If I could eat your cooking just once, I would die without regrets," Aaron Faber said exaggeratedly.
"Get as far away from me as you can! My cooking is not for you!"
Adrian could cook, but only Sienna Johnson and Curly could eat his cooking. As for the others... Hmph, they could stay away.
