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Chapter 1246 - Chapter 1246 321 Did Hao Hao cook again Eating caused

Chapter 1246: 321: Did Hao Hao cook again? Eating caused emotional trauma! _6 Chapter 1246: 321: Did Hao Hao cook again? Eating caused emotional trauma! _6 After opening the box, the family of three was completely stunned.

The box was full of thousand-dollar financial currency.

Conservatively estimating, this box must have held several millions.

“Who sent us this money?” Mr. Golemon looked around but didn’t find any suspicious figure.

Tiffany Golemon narrowed her eyes, “Dad, you don’t need to look, I am certain this money is from Miyayama Sho.”

Hearing this, Mr. Golemon sighed, “Didn’t expect him to have a conscience after all!”

Tiffany Golemon frowned, “What conscience does he have? If he really had a conscience, he wouldn’t have run off with my money back to Coda City! If it wasn’t for Miss Thompson’s help, who knows where Miyayama Sho would be now, probably living the life of Riley!”

Although Miyayama Sho had testified in court and produced video footage of that time, Tiffany Golemon was still not grateful for him.

Because this was all because of Viola Thompson.

So.

She was only grateful to one person.

Mrs. Golemon chimed in, “Exactly, what kind of conscience could a person like that have?”

Mr. Golemon also agreed with his wife and daughter.

**

Viola Thompson had an experiment coming up, so she needed to go back to Capital City.

Originally, there was no need for her to go personally.

But having not returned for a long time, and since she had an appointment with the bitch, Bella Windham, in Capital City, she decided to make the trip herself.

Nathaniel Besian purchased the flight tickets, and together they returned to Capital City.

Like the previous time, Viola didn’t inform her family about her arrival.

Thinking of the last time she secretly cooked a meal for her family and their moved expressions, she decided to give the family chef a day off and cook a meal for her family this time around.

The housekeeper watched as Viola busied herself in the kitchen, feeling a wave of emotion.

The young miss is so considerate; madam and sir must be very happy.

A moment later, the Housekeeper approached to offer his help, “Miss, do you need any help?”

Viola, holding a spatula in one hand and adding white vinegar to the dish with the other, replied, “No need, Grandpa Butler, you go and check if my parents are back.”

“Alright.” The Housekeeper nodded.

Just as the Housekeeper stepped outside, he saw Sawyer Thompson and Mary Perryne returning from outside.

“Sir, madam, you are back.”

Sawyer Thompson handed his briefcase to the Housekeeper, “Tell the kitchen to serve dinner.”

“We might have to wait a little longer.” said the Housekeeper.

Sawyer Thompson asked, “The meal isn’t ready?”

The Housekeeper nodded, “Sir, you may not know this. Miss Thompson has come back today, and in order to surprise you, she’s currently cooking in the kitchen.”

“What!”

Sawyer Thompson and Mary Perryne simultaneously stood up from the couch, surprised expressions on their faces.

“Viola is back?”

Sawyer Thompson asked this.

“She is in the kitchen cooking?”

Mary Perryne asked this.

Both husband and wife could never forget Viola’s remarkable culinary skills.

The Housekeeper nodded, smiling, “Yes. Miss Thompson is busy in the kitchen right now!”

Sawyer Thompson frowned, “Why aren’t you stopping her?”

God knows how many times he had to visit the restroom after eating the meal prepared by Viola last time.

He still had a psychological shadow from it.

His darling daughter, with excellent demeanor and elegance, was proficient at everything, except culinary skills.

Perhaps.

She was just not made for the kitchen.

The Housekeeper responded, “Miss Thompson has put so much thought into it, I couldn’t stop her.”

“Never mind, I’ll go to the kitchen to have a look!” Sawyer Thompson hurried towards the kitchen.

Mary Perryne followed him immediately.

As soon as they arrived in the kitchen, they saw Viola busying herself, and she seemed to have completed one dish already.

Mary Perryne immediately approached, “Viola, are you busy?”

“Mom, Dad, you’re back.”

Sawyer Thompson nodded, took the spatula from Viola, “Viola, you rarely come back, how can we let you cook! Besides, the kitchen is full of fumes, which is not good for a girl’s skin! It’s fine if the chef does it!”

Viola laughed, “It’s okay, Dad. I just do this once in a while, so it won’t hurt my skin. I’ve already told Uncle Zhao and the others to take the day off.”

Take the day off?

Hearing this, Sawyer Thompson and Mary Perryne exchanged looks, both stunned.

Still, Sawyer Thompson reacted quickly, smiling he said, “Let me do it then! Viola, your mother has been missing you, go have a good chat with her. Leave this to me!”

As soon as she finished speaking, Mary Perryne immediately pulled Viola Thompson out, heading outside. “Your dad is right, Viola. We should talk outside. By the way, I bought you a lot of new outfits for the changing season. I was planning on sending them to you already! Come with me to try on these clothes, your dad can handle things here. Plus, throughout all the years of my marriage to your dad, I’ve never tasted any food he’s cooked. I get to bask in your glory today!”

And so, Viola was pulled out of the kitchen by Mary Perryne.

Mary Perryne bought Viola a whole closet full of new clothes, many of them matching mother-daughter outfits.

They tried them on, one by one.

Soon, Brandon and Borden also returned home.

The two brothers, upon hearing that Viola was back and even personally preparing dinner, looked absoultely flabbergasted.

Soon after, upon hearing from the housekeeper that it was Sawyer Thompson who was cooking dinner, the two brothers finally relaxed.

“It’s great to know that Viola isn’t the one cooking!”

Borden was visibly relieved.

Brandon picked up a newspaper, crossing his legs and began reading, “As I expected, Dad is the solution.”

With Sawyer on deck, they didn’t have to worry about tonight’s dinner.

Just then, Mary Perryne’s voice echoed in the air.

“Brandon, Borden.”

Upon hearing this, the two looked up.

They see Mary Perryne standing atop the spiral staircase.

“Mom, where’s Viola?”

Mary Perryne slightly turned her gaze, “She’s right there, don’t you see? How about our mother-daughter outfits? They look good, right?”

Viola walked up from behind.

She was wearing a similar goose-yellow long skirt just like Mary Perryne. Although the same piece looked mature and sophisticated on Mary Perryne, it exuded a totally different aura on Viola. It was absolutely striking, making Viola look regal and elegant, yet playful and glamorous.

“Mom, you and Viola look more like sisters than mother and daughter.” Borden always had a knack for flattery.

Brandon nodded in agreement.

Mary Perryne couldn’t keep herself from smiling.

Just then, the apron-clad Sawyer walked over, “Kids, time for dinner!”

The family joyfully gathered around the dinner table.

Sawyer did have some skill, and the dishes he prepared were quite impressive.

Viola smiled as she picked up a piece of fish, “Surely anything cooked by Dad must be good…”

The word ‘enjoyable’ was swallowed halfway through.

It tasted terrible!

With a hopeful expression on his face, Sawyer asked, “Do you like it?”

Viola forced herself to nod, “It’s good! So good!”

Without putting much thought into it, both Brandon and Borden sampled a bite each as well.

“Dad, this is horrible!”

Sawyer wasn’t Viola, and these two brothers certainly wouldn’t spoil their father. They immediately spat out the food in their mouths, their expressions exaggerated.

So it turns out there’s a reason why Viola’s cooking is so bad!

Genes are so powerful!

Sawyer stared at his two sons in disbelief, “It tastes bad?”

How could it be possible?!

How could the food he prepared taste bad?

He went through so many recipes and added so many ingredients.

These two brats!

Even if it tasted bad, they should bear with it a bit.

Did they need to be so exaggerated?!

They didn’t even give him a shred of pride.

So disrespectful!

Suspcious, Sawyer picked up a piece of vegetables.

“Blegh!”

The very next second, he spat it out as well.

Okay then.

He couldn’t handle it himself either.

Can’t blame his sons for not giving face.

Viola quietly spoke, “Dad, next time, let me handle the cooking, it’s a bit technical.”

Mary Perryne: “???”

Brandon: “???”

Borden: “???”

Goodness!