After she finished speaking, Minerva placed the plate in front of Jarold. Then, she turned around and left.
He looked at the plate of cooked meat. He stared at her back and snorted, "Don't think that I'll eat it just because you put it here."
Baldrick, who sat beside him, had half a bowl of soup left. He had a good appetite. After hearing Jarold's words, he made a suggestion.
"Master Collins, if you think that this beef is overcooked, give it to me. My teeth are quite good."
Hearing these words, Jarold immediately huffed in anger, "What did you just say? Do you mean that my teeth aren't good?"
Baldrick rubbed his nose and chuckled, "I heard you say that the meat was overcooked, so..."
Perhaps because he had been irritated, Jarold took a piece of meat and dipped it in some sauce. Then, he stuffed it into his mouth. The taste was especially good, and the sauce had a very special taste. It was completely different from what he usually ate.
Jarold couldn't help but ask, "What kind of sauce
is this?"
Abigail replied, "Stop asking. You won't be able to buy it."
Baldrick asked, "What do you mean?"
Vera smiled bashfully, "I made it just now. Master Collins, do you like this sauce? Should I make some more for you to bring back home later?"
Hearing these words, Jarold was taken aback. He didn't think that this young girl could actually make this kind of sauce.
Minerva also went along with the flow and said, "Vera is very good at cooking. She made those sauces after she arrived here."
However, Jarold tightened his lips and responded, "I only asked what kind of sauce it was. Did I say that it was delicious?"
Everyone was lost for words.
Suddenly, he didn't know what to say.
They had seen his expression when he picked up the beef with sauce and put it into his mouth to chew. Vera and Minerva stared at each other; they felt very helpless.
However, Abigail snorted coldly and did not give him any face at all.
"If you didn't praise it, then it means it's not delicious," she pointed out.
After that, she got up and stretched out her hands to place the sauce in front of her, "Don't eat it if it doesn't taste good, or it will be wasted."
After thinking for a moment, she set her eyes at the plate of the cooked meat in front of Jarold. Then, she curled her lips and questioned him, "Is this plate of meat also not tasty? Why don't you bring it over as well? I'm afraid that you'll waste your food.”
After that, she got up and expeditiously took that plate of beef, which Jarold had only eaten two pieces of, and placed it in front of herself.
He was at a loss for words.
"Abigail... acted very truculently!"
"It was... so unacceptable!" He thought to himself.
Jarold was so angry that he was about to raise his eyebrows, but he didn't dare to speak harshly when he was facing his daughter. Moreover, he really had nothing to say.
Baldrick couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene. He pondered to himself, "Master Collins had suffered a lot in front of Miss Abigail. He should have improved his relationship with her by saying something nice. However, it was Madam Minerva who made it up to him. Master Collins can't help but want to be arrogant to her. However, in the middle, Miss Abigail appeared to disrupt his plans." "Old Master is so annoyed that he can't say anything."
Thinking of this, Baldrick lowered his voice and approached Jarold.
"Master Collins, you'd better be quiet. Miss Abigail is not a person who is easy to deal with."
His voice was very low. Although Abigail was sitting opposite him at the table, she could still vaguely hear his words. She narrowed her eyes and asked, "Baldrick, who do you think is not easy to deal with?"
He laughed awkwardly but didn't reply.
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