Alice finished setting the dish before George, turned and left.
Glancing between the veal and Alice, George muttered, -I won’t eat it the way you want it.
Next to him, Dylan had already taken half of it, which worked up a good appetite. When he heard Jorge, he asked, -Sir, if you don’t like overcooked veal, give me please, I’m able to chew.
Hearing this, Jorge became angry.
-What are you saying, I am not able to chew?
Dylan touched his nose, said smiling, -He said the veal is overcooked, well….
Presumably stimulated, Jorge picked up the chopsticks and popped a smeared piece of sauce into his mouth. It tasted great, especially the flavor of the sauce, which was totally different from what he had eaten. Jorge couldn’t help being curious, -What kind of sauce is it?
-Stop asking, you’ll never be able to buy it,” Raquel answered him.
-How do you say this? -said Dylan.
Yanis gave a shy smile, -It’s the sauce made by me, if you want it, I can prepare some to go.
Hearing this, Jorge was very surprised, not thinking that this girl knew how to make this kind of sauce.
By the way, Alice added, -Yanis knows how to cook very well, it’s the sauce she just mixed.
Jorge muttered, -I’m just asking what kind of sauce it is, did I say I like it?
The whole lot was silent.
Suddenly they didn’t know how he answered.
Seeing him chewing the veal with the sauce, Yanis and Alice looked at each other, helplessness met both their eyes.
Rachel scoffed coldly and gave him no face at all.
-You don’t say it’s good, I mean, it’s bad.
As soon as he said, Rachel stood up straight away, picked up the sauce and put it before herself, -you don’t like it don’t eat, stop wasting.
She thought a while, took a look at Jorge’s plate, then said, -You don’t look good the dish either? Better give it to me, I’m afraid you waste the food.
Raquel stood up again, quickly put in front of the plate that Jorge just took several slices.
Jorge was stunned.
This little daughter was so overbearing.
What a bully!
Jorge was so angry that his eyebrows were almost blown off, however, before his little daughter, he did not dare to say something wrong, in fact, he had no words left.
Dylan watched him, unable to help but laugh. George frequently suffered failures in front of Madame Rachel, so something nice should be said to ease the tension. However, what was flattering Jorge was Alice, to which Jorge could not help but make himself beg. In the end, everything was torn apart by Mrs. Raquel.
Jorge was so angry that he could not protest.
Thinking that, Dylan said to Jorge in a low voice, -Sir, stop provoking, Madam Raquel is a difficult person to handle.
Although he mumbled, because Raquel was on the other side not far away, she could vaguely hear Dylan’s words. She said with narrowed eyes, -Dylan, you say who is difficult to handle?
Dylan let out embarrassed smiles, not answering.
The subject was passed. Jorge believed Dylan could explain, not waiting for anything Dylan said or Rachel persisted.
So, that was what Dylan said, did he stop provoking?
As Alice was ready to heat up another plate for Jorge, suddenly Raquel stopped her, she said coldly, -There’s the Hot Pot and all the ingredients ready. If someone doesn’t feel like making it himself, he’d better pack up and go back to his big house, where a bunch of servants are waiting.
It was quiet for a while.
As Rachel said that, Alice had to stop helping him warm up the lamb, and Dylan gave Rachel a look, for her inside suddenly felt regretful.
Why had she just advised, so hard to eat quietly?
How nice! He would have nothing to eat, he would even have to warm up himself.
For George, it was now impossible to return to that large but desolate house. He scoffed inwardly. But, it wasn’t wrong to do it himself.
It wasn’t that he didn’t know it.
So, Jorge got up to do it himself.
As he started, Alice and Yanis stood worriedly, looking at him.
After all, he was a senior citizen. The Hot Pot was very hot, which was very dangerous for Jorge. The whole lot was worried about burning or other accidents.
Yanis and Alice gave each other a wink. And then Yanis put down his chopsticks.
-Well, sir, let me do it.
-Sit down! -Rachel gave him a look, mumbled, “Are you still Alice’s friend? You are not the servant of the Carlos family, you have no reason to serve him.
Yanis bit his lips, not daring to say. Actually, Rachel had such a strong aura and she was also the eldest.
Alice thought about it, and then said lightly, -Although we are not the servants of the Carlos family, after all, we are the youngest, we should serve the eldest. Aunt Rachel, Grandpa and Dylan, wait for the meals to be ready, let us do it.
Kennedy was still in the hospital. If anything happened to Jorge, it would really upset him a lot.
Raquel narrowed her eyes, watching Alice, whose gaze was very sure. She considered it and it turned out that she’d better leave her, nor would she protest.
Then Raquel said nothing more. On the contrary, Dylan said, -No, it’s okay to do myself.
George also said, -No need for service, I can do it myself.
Dylan was of similar age. If he could, why couldn’t he?
Rachel let out a cold smile, -Ya look, he doesn’t listen to you at all, well stop worrying, hurry up to eat, and then you will rest, later we have to go to the hospital.
Hearing hospital, Jorge reacted and raised his head to ask, -What are you going to the hospital for?
As soon as he asked, Jorge remembered that he had come with the intention of waiting for Kennedy. Because of the dinner, he was almost going to forget the purpose, he even got a feeling that he had come for the family dinner with them, he didn’t even remember that Kennedy wasn’t there.
Suddenly George felt sad.
-Where is Kennedy?
Regarding Kennedy, Alice did not answer him, nor did Yanis, who glanced around.
George put down his chopsticks, not feeling like eating, “Answer me.
-What a bore! If you like to wait here, wait for us, but we have the right to choose whether to answer you or not.