Chapter 547 Sigrid Will Not Dream of Lanci_2

Siegler's room door opened, and she still wore her beret even in the hotel, her gaze drifting toward the dining table as the aroma permeated the air.

On the table was a dinner more sumptuous than she had expected.

The main course was a chicken stew with white wine, the rich sauce blending the scents of cream and white wine, with tender, juicy chicken paired with soft mashed potatoes, gently mixed with a silky sauce. The grilled beef steak looked shiny and tempting, slightly charred on the surface, with red wine sauce, truffles, and pepper sauce adding a meaty aroma. The vegetable salad was a refreshing touch—fresh lettuce with crispy duck, mango, and carrot, drizzled with salad dressing.

Cat Boss had prepared a few dishes he excelled at using the winter ingredients specifically requested by Lanci.

Sitting at the table, Siegler gazed at the dinner, sitting rigidly by the rules.

"Why aren't you starting?"

Lanci came over, pulled out a chair, and sat down opposite her, asking.