Chapter Thirty-Four Did Derek Hunter Call You?

Even so, Mr. Johnson still asks people to put some fresh ingredients in the refrigerator every day, just in case of emergencies.

Now, Jack Golden finds himself inadvertently unearthing a promising new chef.

Jack Golden glanced at the bowl of noodles in front of him, his thick eyebrows furrowed little by little, "I don't eat coriander."

"Really, I'll pick it out for you."

Caroline Fisher immediately picked up the chopsticks and served the master attentively, helping him pick out the coriander in the noodles bit by bit.

Jack Golden looked at the woman in front of him closely, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, red lips, white and delicate skin, crystal clear and rosy.

He couldn't help thinking of what she said before, and sneered in his heart: No wonder she was so confident, saying that no expensive skin care products could maintain her such a good skin, and now it seems that she does have the capital to be proud of.