"I'm not trying to look down on you. I just think, even a person with a good memory won't be able to remember all the important points at once. Also, I'm not willing to teach you the second time, Ms. Blake. I placed the phone here to record the process down so that you can refer to it in the future."
Fiona was stunned. Luna's reason was irrefutable at that moment. She bit her lips, her expressions were rather ugly. "Y-You're...right. We should record it."
Then, she turned around and started washing the vegetables. In an angle where Luna could not see her, Fiona's eyes turned resentful.
Luna, that hag! How did she know to place a camera in the kitchen!
The thing Fiona wanted to do that night was to drug Granny Lynch and place the blame all on Luna! However, with the phone taking a video there, she could not do it anymore!
At that thought, Fiona secretly sneaked a glance at the phone. Luna picked a strategic spot. The phone was facing a mirror. Thus, whether she was facing the camera or her back facing the camera, every action they made would be captured clearly!
Fiona gritted her teeth hard. Did Luna know what she was about to do, that was why she set up the camera o
n purpose?
"Ms. Blake?"
Luna's voice instantly pulled Fiona back to reality. She came to her senses. Luna had already started getting to work in front of her.
"Let me tell you briefly. Nigel likes it light, so you have to use less oil and salt. Nellie has a rather sweet tooth, so you have to make her sweeter foods, but you can’t make them too sweet. You have to care for their teeth
Fiona was listening to Luna distractedly. She annoyingly glanced at the camera with the corner of her eyes.
What a nuisance!
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