Came downstairs.
Dilbert Walker had already set up the dinner party in the small garden courtyard surrounded by herbs.
Various cold dishes and hot dishes have been served.
In the corner, the barbecue was releasing thin trails of smoke and a rich meat aroma.
"Uncle Walker, you're so capable!"
Ella Lacey was amazed at the dazzling variety of buffet dishes, comparable to those in a restaurant, vivid in color and presentation, "Your culinary skills have evolved so quickly now!"
"Because I'm lazy, he had to improve." Yolanda Bardot admitted casually.
Making Tercy Mason learn on the spot too, "It seems this trick works well, from now on I'll sleep in every day and let Alexander cook."
"Exactly, that's what you should do!" Yolanda Bardot said slyly with a smile.
The two of them reached an agreement, but Ella didn't join in, feeling a bit odd, as if Yolanda was bullying Uncle Walker...
But she shook her head, hoping she was overthinking.
Then.
