Creamy pumpkin soup, baked potatoes, panfried garlic butter steak and steamed broccoli. These dishes were served on the table.
It looked like a simple meal, but it took Karen Joy Kyle the whole afternoon to make them.
Of course, the reason why she took such a long time was because Karen Joy's cooking skills were not as refined yet. It would take her several attempts to successfully make one dish.
For example, the baked potatoes were accidentally burnt on the first two attempts. The potatoes turned out better on the third attempt, but it was a little too salty.
After wasting three portions of ingredients, Karen Joy swore that if she failed on the next attempt, then she would give up. Hence, the fourth attempt turned out to be acceptable.
As for the other dishes, they were recreated several times, and finally, this was the result.
Looking at the dishes on the table, thinking that Brother Lionel would be praising her, Karen Joy was so happy that she had forgotten about the blisters on her hands.
The clock on the wall showed that it was almost six o'clock in the evening. Brother Lionel should be here soon.
Brother Lionel returned to the North Palace from the disaster area three hours ago to deal with some things. He told her that he would rush back from the North Palace once he had finished his work and should arrive here at about six o'clock.
As she was in a hurry to see Brother Lionel, Karen Joy looked at the clock on the wall as she counted down along with the second hand of the clock.
There were two minutes left until six o'clock. Only one hundred and twenty seconds, but she felt that this period of time felt as long as an hour. Every second felt as long as a minute.
However, two minutes later, Brother Lionel did not show up.
Now it was snowing heavily outside and the traffic in the entire city was very congested. It didn't matter if he was late. Karen Joy looked at the clock and continued to wait.
Ten minutes had passed. Half an hour had passed. An hour had passed. Seeing that the hot dishes on the table had turned cold, Karen Joy finally couldn't sit still. She picked up her phone and dialed Nathaniel's number.
When the phone was connected, there was a cold machine voice coming from the phone, "The number you have dialed is currently not available. Please try again later!"
The first call was like this, so Karen Joy called for the second time, it was the same, and on the fifth time... It was still the same.
This was Nathaniel's private number. He once told her that this number would be available 24 hours a day for her.
As long as she missed him, she could call him at any time...
So why couldn't she get to him now?
Karen Joy had an ominous feeling in her heart. She quickly dialed Jason Lesley's number, and the call was immediately picked up.
Jason greeted her respectfully, "Hello Miss Kyle!"
Karen Joy was anxious and didn't have the mood to be polite to him so she was straightforward with Jason, "Where is the President? Where is he?"
Jason said, "Mr. President is in a meeting, it's not convenient for him to answer the phone."
Karen Joy said, "It's already so late at night, how could there be a meeting now?"
When Brother Lionel was on the way back to the North Palace, he promised her through the phone that he would come back to have dinner with her. If something urgent had popped up, he would inform her in advance.
Jason said, "It's a national affair."
National affairs?
His reply rendered Karen Joy speechless.
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