Cornelia waltzed into the kitchen and popped open the fridge to find it stocked to the brim with food.
It looked like he was gearing up for his wife’s return.
She pulled out a prime cut of ribeye steak from the fridge, “President Hartley, how about ribeye pasta for tonight?”
“Sure. You guide me, I’ll do the cooking.” Marcus turned around to tie on a fresh apron. He was originally clad in a grey and white homely outfit, but even with the apron on, it didn't affect his beauty at all. Cornelia was skeptical that this man, who probably couldn’t even boil water, could pull off this dish, “President Hartley, why don't you just stick to boiling the pasta?”
“The quickest and most effective way to learn a new skill is to do it yourself.” Marcus grabbed the chopping board and knife, “Should I cut the meat first?”
Insistent on doing it himself, Cornelia didn’t want to stand in his way, “You should start by marinating the steak.”
“Alright.” Marcus obediently complied.
“What’s next?”
“Pour some olive oil into the pan, wait till it starts smoking a bit, and then add the steak.”
She said, he did. Marcus looked focused and committed, his movements still elegant as if he were not learning to cook but handling business deals worth billions.
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