Chapter 32 Greed for Credit
Ivy returned to the kitchen and placed the finished dishes on the table. She felt a little uneasy at the thought of having a meal with the father of her child. Although Alexander treated the children as monkeys, he would eventually find out the truth, and the more she interacted with him, the sooner the truth would be revealed.
When Alexander and Emma came back together, Ivy made a decision in her heart. After this meal, she must keep her distance from Alexander. The farther away she was from him, the more secure the children would be.
"Mmm, it smells delicious!" Alexander praised when he saw the table full of dishes.
Emma blushed and said, "These are just home-cooked dishes. I can make even more delicious dishes. Next time, I'll definitely invite Mr. Ashford to taste them."
Implied within her words was the idea that all these dishes were Emma's achievement, and Ivy seemed to just be helping out in the kitchen. Ivy didn't mind Emma stealing her credit. After all, she didn't expect any development with Alexander because it was simply unrealistic.
Alexander ignored Emma and asked Ivy, "Which dish did you make?"
Which dish? Ivy glanced at the table and saw that except for the spaghetti with tomato meat sauce, Emma had participated in every other dish.
Ivy hadn't replied yet when Emma interrupted, "I made all the dishes today. Ivy only helped out."
"Is that so?" Alexander sat down looking dissatisfied. He frowned slightly when he saw that the rice was a bit hard. "Is this rice undercooked?"
"Really? Ivy cooked the rice, but she didn't put enough water. I didn't notice," Emma hurriedly defended herself. "Actually, this dish was made by me…"
Ivy never expected Emma to be so scheming. As long as it's a dish Alexander approves of, Emma claims involvement even if she didn't participate. Just as Ivy was about to question Emma, Alexander spoke up for her.
"Emma, who added the sugar and salt to this roasted chicken?"
"Ivy," Emma answered.
"Who killed the chicken?"
"Ivy."
"Who made the sauce?"
"Ivy."
"Who roasted it then?"
"Ivy."
"If everything is Ivy's doing, why did you say you made it together?" Alexander's face suddenly turned cold.
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