At once, a unique but delicious taste spread all over his mouth.
The beef Stroganoff was authentic but better than those restaurants that specialized in it.
Glenn couldn't help but taste the sauce again.
Compared to his previous nonchalance, he was serious this time.
It was just a bowl of noodles, but it tasted creamy but fresh at the same time. Every ingredient had come together as one, creating a very unique taste.
“How is it, Chef Quigley?” Arielle flashed a grin as she waited for Glenn's answer.
Glenn said nothing for a while before he picked up the plate and started gobbling the noodles down in big mouthfuls.
Soon, he had emptied the plate. Not a speck of sauce was left behind.
Actions spoke louder than silence. Glenn's appetite had proved everything.
The manager stomped his feet impatiently. “Chef Quigley, why didn't you leave some for me?”
Glancing at him, Glenn answered, “Don't worry. You'll get to eat it every day.”
The manager halted in surprise, failing to comprehend Glenn's words. Without warning, Glenn bowed before Arielle.
“Ms. Moore, please take me as your apprentice!” he implored earnestly.
The manager was utterly baffled.
Glenn's apprentices who had just returned from their shopping trip were confused, too.
What the hell is going on?
His action was within Arielle's expectations. Calmly, she said, “I can only cook a few dishes.
I still need to learn from you. Instead of becoming my apprentice, why don't we collaborate to open one hundred branches of Maureen's Kitchen?”
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