Gabriel immediately bowed his head and drank.
“Also, how many cooks are on staff at the manor right now?” Paige asked, setting the soup down in front of Enrico and carefully placing a small spoon in it.
“What are you asking for?” Enrico gave her a look and reached for his spoon to drink the soup.
“For you, of course.” Paige’s words were soft and direct.
“…”
Enrico raises an eyebrow.
Steward Beau stood thoughtfully and replied, “There are forty registered cooks, excluding those who supply meals to the estate staff, those who serve only in the main kitchen are eighteen, each with their own strengths, on a rotating alternating system so that they can change their tastes often.”
Paige sat down, after a moment of contemplation, said, “Beau steward, you let these eighteen chefs go back, each person to list a day’s menu, to be the best and most skillful, but also innovative, but also to cover the flavors of the world, the ingredients are not confined to the home, the more the better, list the end of the to me for a look, and then one person to one day rotation, every day I want to see a table feast. ”
Beau butler was stunned, “Every day?”
This …
The Gustin family’s villa hasn’t had anyone do this yet, it’s not a matter of money or not, eating a feast every day, this body is going to get fat ah.
“Yes.” Paige jawed.
This is not like the young lady’s style of dealing with things ah, before she did not discuss with the young master what fireworks?
“Young Lady, can I ask why? Is it the next time that there is a VIP reception day after day?” Beau’s housekeeper asked carefully.
“No.” Paige lowered her head and picked up her chopsticks, saying blandly, “Enrico has always preferred food, so we have to let him have all the good food before he dies.”
“Cough-”
Enrico’s mouthful of flower gelatin soup got stuck in his throat, nearly choking him to death.
He looked up and turned his eyes to Paige, what did she mean?
Paige looked at him calmly, “What’s wrong?”
“Paige, are you angry?” Enrico looked at her.
She didn’t usually say things like that.
“No, time is precious and I’m wasting every second of the rest of your life by getting angry now.”
Paige’s gaze is as calm as water, gazing at him tenderly as she says, “I’ve thought about it, and since you’ve made your decision, I respect that, and we need to organize the rest of our time wisely.”
“…”
Enrico stared at her, thunderstruck.
What was this all he’d heard?
“And there’s no need to hide this, it’s better to inform everyone ahead of time, Gabriel is still young and doesn’t understand even if he doesn’t, but like Beau butler and the others, it’s still necessary to know.”
Paige said as she gazed into his gray eyes, “As you know, you’ve been treated with anger all over the manor, and now that you’ve let everyone know that you’re going away, I’m sure they’ll be a lot nicer to you, more respectful and considerate so that you’ll be able to live a little more comfortably as well.”
After all, people were about to be gone, so everyone would naturally be forgiving.
“…”
Beau butler stood there already scorched by lightning.
Is he deaf, what is the young lady saying? Who … who is leaving?
“Mommy, where is daddy going?” Gabriel sipped his soup and looked up at Paige in disbelief.
Paige looked to her lovely son, “Daddy is going somewhere far, far away, so before he goes, you stay with him, okay?”
“Okay.” Gabriel nodded.
“…”
Enrico glared at Paige’s serious look, exasperation becoming worry instead, “Paige, are you okay?”
Enrico thought, raising his hand to touch her forehead, it was cool, no fever.
Was that a loss of heart from his irritation?
“It’s you who’s not okay.”
Paige smiled and pulled his hand down, but didn’t let go, instead burying her own fingers between his, interlocking her fingers in a way that seemed very attached, “What else do you wish for? I will do my best to fulfill it.”
“…”
What to fulfill ah!
Enrico looked at her gentle smiling eyes, and then looked down at their entwined hands.
Ah, is she really cherishing their last moments now?
To not take it for granted!
“Can’t think of anything? Let’s eat first then.” Paige urged him gently with a smile as she let go of his hand.
“…”
Enrico couldn’t eat anywhere else and just stared at her, desperate to stare her through.
Paige bowed her head to eat, and suddenly as if she thought of something, she added, “By the way, you don’t have much need to nurse that shoulder now, so why not have Dr. Clinton give you a few more shots for the pain and less suffering.”
“…”
Was he going to die now, and get a few more shots for pain and less suffering.
Enrico has completely lost the ability to speak.
“Don’t look at me like that, I do think we should both be upfront about this in order for you to walk away with no regrets.”
Paige looked at him and said seriously, “I’m going to make arrangements for the celebration banquet in the next two days, so I may not have much time to accompany you, so just hurry up and make arrangements for the consortium, and get your team of lawyers to notarize your inheritance, or else you’ll be left with more hidden dangers afterward.”
“I don’t need you to tell me about this legal knowledge yet.” Enrico said it almost through gritted teeth.
“As well.” Paige grinned, “Alright, let’s eat.”
“…”
Enrico was full, very full.
“Eat more.” Paige pinched some more food into his bowl, and when she saw him sitting there with a tense face and not moving, she was silent for two seconds, and leaned towards him, and whispered in his ear, “I was wrong before, I was wrong, I’m going to let Gabriel sleep with Olivia tonight, and from now on, in the bedroom, I’ll be with you all the time, any way you want, and I’ll be there for you if you want to play to the very end of your life! .”
Never say no.
Definitely let him walk away happy.
“…”
Enrico looked at her sideways, why did that not sound happy to him at all?
Was she giving him a handout?
…
At the end of the night, Paige decisively gave Gabriel to Olivia to take with her and carried her own medical kit back to her room.
The room’s floor-to-ceiling glass doors were open, the light veil fluttering in the night breeze, the light spilling out as a long figure stood on the terrace outside, scarlet light flickering from his fingertips in the darkness.
Paige stood in the room, watching Enrico’s figure.
The rich night color seemed to swallow him whole.
As she watched, her eyes soured, and she lifted her face and tilted her head up to look upward, collecting the astringency that welled up.
When she had recovered, she pushed a hand to the corner of her mouth and offered a smile, “Enrico.”
Enrico turned back to her, his eyes deep.
When he came in, Enrico had put out his cigarette, his eyes falling on the medical kit in her hand, his voice low, “What are you doing with this?”
“A pain shot I had Dr. Clinton send over, it’s easy enough to operate that I’ll be able to give it to you.” Paige looked over at him with a smile on her face, “Do you want it?”
“…”
Enrico stuck one hand in his pants pocket, his face losing its expression.
In the next second, he stepped forward and grabbed the medical kit from Paige’s hands and threw it to the side, pushing her to sit in front of the piano, bending down to clamp down on her chin, his eyes staring at her fiercely, “Paige, be normal.”