"Go on," Carlton encouraged Duan Mu after noticing he was rooted in his chair. "Don't make Senior wait."
"Mn." Duan Mu could only unconsciously nod his head, as he walked toward the kitchen with a ridiculous thought in mind. 'Does Chef Lucian need my help in cooking!?'
He knew it was a ridiculous thought, but he could at least hope.
The personal chef of James Orchard. What a glorious and honorful privilege. How many in the world could say that? No one.
At least, that was until Duan Mu learned of Lucian's existence.
Now, after being barred from entering the kitchen, he was unexpectedly called in. How could he not be excited?
A moment later, Duan Mu pushed the door open and entered the kitchen.
*Woosh*
In that instant, as he opened the door, a rich fragrance instantly burst out and impacted his face.
Unconsciously, his nostrils widened as he greedily breathed in the intoxicating aroma.