Chapter 692 Not an Ordinary Person
The dishes on this table were actually made by Joseph!
A hint of surprise flashed in Nora's eyes.
"So it was Mr. Joseph's cooking. You must have learned from Richard. Your dishes are just as delicious as his."
Joseph sipped his wine and smiled, neither confirming nor denying.
Richard added, "Dr. Smith, you're mistaken again. Joseph has loved cooking since he was a child. When my brother and I were busy, he would prepare meals for us. The few signature dishes I can make were learned from him!"
It turned out Joseph didn't learn to cook from Richard, but the other way around!
Nora praised him a couple of times and couldn't help but take another look at Joseph.
It was said that men who could cook were particularly charming.
Because such men were family-oriented, responsible, and considerate.
Joseph was exactly that kind of warm-hearted man.
Besides, Joseph was handsome, making him an ideal match in the eyes of elders.
So, if Richard were to favor Joseph and try to match him with Evella, it would be understandable.
After all, Joseph was someone Richard had known since childhood, someone he trusted.
Putting herself in Richard's shoes, if she were Evella's parent, she would also be willing to marry her daughter to a man like Joseph.
Because living a lifetime with a warm-hearted man like Joseph would at least make the woman feel very happy!
On the other hand, although Howard had an outstanding temperament and an excellent family background, these were just external factors and couldn't make him a better husband.
For day-to-day life, you needed a touch of the mundane.
Howard and Evella were a good match. However, as a woman with a daughter, Nora naturally thought from this perspective.
Of course, the most important thing was whether the man and woman were attracted to each other.
As long as they were, everything else wouldn't matter.
Love was blind!
Of course, Howard and Evella weren't blind!
They were a perfect couple, perfectly matched when standing together!
However, Howard couldn't cook, which made him weaker than Joseph.
Evella seemed like a foodie.
If Joseph really wanted to compete with Howard for Evella, his splendid cooking skills would make him win hands down.
Nora was lost in her thoughts, eating her meal, and couldn't help but glance at Howard.
At this moment, Howard was staring at Joseph with a dreamy look in his eyes, and then he said, "Cooking isn't that hard. I can also make a table full of decent dishes for you all in the future."
Hearing Howard's boastful words, Joseph smiled elegantly.
"I wonder when I'll have the pleasure of tasting Dr. Hamilton's cooking. Maybe a year later?" Joseph said.
Howard hiccuped and boldly declared, "It won't take a year. Give me a week, and I guarantee I can make a table full of delicious dishes!"
Nora was drinking soup and choked upon hearing these boastful words, coughing repeatedly.
Indeed, alcohol could make Howard talk big!
He just said it like that.
Did Howard know that cooking, which seemed simple, was actually very difficult?
Home-cooked dishes might be learned on the spot, and he could pass the test.
But the dishes on this table now, hardly any of them were home-cooked!
Howard, who had never cooked, with his mind full of surgery, couldn't even tell sugar from salt, and he wanted to make a table full of delicious dishes in a week. That was just as hard as reaching the sky!
"Perfect, I'll be leaving Lindwood City in a week, so I'll be looking forward to it."
Joseph raised his glass and gestured towards Howard.
"No problem."
Howard raised his glass and clinked it with his.
Joseph's lips curled slightly, looking gentle and harmless, but a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.
He took a sip of his wine, his gaze behind the glasses sweeping over Evella, who was nibbling on her dessert, and he smiled indulgently.
Putting down his glass, he pulled out a few napkins and reached out to wipe the corner of Evella's mouth.
"Eat slower. You've got cream on your face."
Joseph's sudden action startled Evella. She quickly reacted and said, "I can do it myself."
"I've wiped it for you." His distinct fingers retracted as he tossed the napkin aside.
"Evella, how's the mango mousse?" he asked with a smile.
"It's pretty good," Evella replied.
"Richard said you especially love this kind of mousse. It seems right," Joseph said warmly.
"I'm just a foodie," Evella said with embarrassment.
"All girls love sweets. It's normal."
Joseph's voice was gentle. "I'll make a few more mousses tomorrow. You can take them to school for your friends to try."
Evella's eyes lit up. "Wouldn't that be too much trouble?"
"It's no trouble. I have free time."
"Thank you, Joseph."
"You are welcome."
Nora silently observed Joseph, alarm bells ringing in her mind.
This Joseph was not an ordinary person.
He appeared gentle and harmless but was actually deeply scheming, especially skilled at winning girls' hearts!
He subtly won over Evella with desserts.
He even thought about Evella's friends.
People were more likely to speak well of someone who fed them. If Evella's friends enjoyed the treats, they would naturally speak highly of Joseph!
Evella's fondness for Joseph would surely skyrocket!
If Joseph, this cunning man, truly had feelings for Evella, Howard might not stand a chance against him!
Nora looked at the drunken, bleary-eyed Howard and felt a bit anxious for him.
Howard, what would you do to solidify your relationship with Evella?
A black car was parked in a secluded corner of the outskirts.
Inside the car, Jane had one hand on the steering wheel. Her gaze was fixed on an abandoned warehouse not far away, and she looked puzzled.
Curtis was a suspect under police surveillance.
This afternoon, Jane's colleague informed her that someone had taken Curtis from a restaurant and brought him directly here, then left him alone.
Curtis was involved in a major international case, but he was just a small fry in it.
So, the higher-ups instructed them to keep an eye on Curtis without alerting him.
But today, someone had kidnapped Curtis.
Jane took out her phone and looked at the photo her colleague had sent.
In the photo, Frederick, the man who kidnapped Curtis, was seen leading Curtis into the warehouse.
Frederick was wearing a baseball cap and a mask, so his face was obscured.
With just a side profile, it was impossible to identify him.
However, due to her professional instincts, Jane keenly noticed that Frederick's silhouette seemed somewhat familiar.
She felt like she had seen him somewhere before.
Thinking for a moment, Jane couldn't come up with any leads.
Who was this person? Why did he kidnap Curtis? What did he want?
As she pondered, there seemed to be some movement not far away.
A car approached, its headlights piercing through the night.
Jane quickly ducked down to hide herself.
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