That night was bound to be a sleepless night.
The sound of preparation of a feast came from downstairs from time to time. There were chefs and kitchen assistants, filling the house with footsteps and sounds of pots clanking.
Naomi was unable to sleep at all.
She stared dryly at the wall. After more than two hours, it was estimated that the feast was ready to be cooked as things had quieted down.
Naomi took advantage of the opportunity to close her eyes in a daze.
However, she should only take a nap for an hour at most before being woken up by a loud bang from outside.
"I said I don't want to eat! Get out, get out!"
It was a familiar voice from that annoying Culver who needed to be beaten up!
Naomi was really impressed that he did not want to eat the dishes on the dinner table.
Naomi covered her head with a pillow. She did not want to be bothered by it at first, but in the next second, she heard Loraine's voice.
She was shouting, "Young Master Culver!"
There was a little panic in her voice. Naomi subconsciously thought that Culver had hit someone, therefore she got up and went out.
What a joke! How dare he bully a woman in front of the righteous Naomi?
Was he looking for death?
Naomi dashed out in her pajamas. The corridor was in a complete mess.
All the precious dishes were scattered all over the floor.
They were all amazing delicacies from all kinds of places!
What a waste!
Naomi's heart ached as she walked past the scattered dishes. She saw Culver's weak face and Loraine shouting anxiously beside him.
"Young Master Culver, you can't go on like this. I'll call a doctor right now!"
When Naomi took a look, it seemed that something had really happened.
Was he really going to starve himself to death?
That was crazy!
"Don't!" Even during such a time, Culver was still being stubborn. He did not allow the doctor to take a look at him, nor did he want the other members of the Olsen family to find out either.
Naomi was exasperated. Looking at the situation, if she did not cook for him, he would starve himself to death. By then, wouldn't she become the public enemy of the Olsen family?
Naomi closed her eyes and said, "Loraine, don't worry. You should clean up this place first. I'll cook a bowl of noodles for him. He'll be fine after eating it!"
Loraine's face was amused.
"Miss George, Young Master Culver has never liked noodles since he was a child."
Naomi's face was full of contempt as she said, "Noodles are the fastest dish to cook now. Do you want to watch him starve to death? Besides, the ingredients are all on the floor. Do you think there's anything else in the fridge?"
"Well...why don't I call the chef?"
Naomi looked at the mess on the floor and said, "You've already brought the greatest chef here. Who else can you look for?"
Loraine instantly became quiet.
She had no idea who else she could call for.
In the next second, she cried again, "It's all because I'm useless. If it weren't for my lack of abilities, Young Master Culver would not have ended up like this!"
Naomi was dumbfounded.
"Forget it, it's alright. You'd better clean up. I'll make something for him to eat."
Loraine still did not believe her, but when she looked again, she found that Culver was not stopping Naomi. It was indeed strange. Therefore, she made sure that Culver was okay and began to clean up.
After a while, when she saw that Culver's mood had improved a little, she opened her mouth and spoke carefully.
"Young Master Culver, I know that this is all my fault. I'm not good at cooking. Don't be angry. I'll find someone to cook for you immediately. It will be the best this time!"
Culver frowned and said, "Go and prepare the cutlery for me."
"Alright!" Loraine thought that Culver had agreed to allow her to look for a chef. She smiled happily and said, "I'll contact a chef immediately."
"Stop!" Culver held her back. "Who asked you to call for a chef? I want to go down and eat noodles."
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