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Chapter 201 - 201: Huh? You can cook?

Kyle observed the crowd of fighting women. He saw one stab her opponent nearly to death before moving on to another.

Noticing her ruthlessness, most stayed clear of her path—except the daring ones who attacked.

He also noticed another woman who fought with bare fists; each of her attacks hit the vital points of her opponents—rendering them immobile or unconscious. He mentally noted her down as he continued watching for potential fighters.

After a few minutes, he caught himself. 'Why am I doing this?' He was only supposed to meet a certain quota—nothing more.

Kyle frowned, feeling infuriated with himself. Shaking away every distracting thought, he watched as the number of standing women gradually diminished.

An hour later, Kyle raised his voice. "Stop." Once silence settled, he spoke calmly, "Welcome to DESIRE Island.'"

Amelia's legs trembled, and she fell to her knees—the willpower holding her up was replaced by relief at Kyle's words. 'I made it.'

Her erratic heartbeat slowed as sweat slid down her chin, but her eyes gleamed with elation and relief.

She felt a familiar shoulder propping her up; looking up, she met Camille's wide smile. ''We don't have to be on the run ever again.'' Amelia's voice shook with happiness.

''Hmm.'' Camille hummed in response, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears.

Kyle picked out the people stationed at the mansion. ''The rest of you, will stay in the town. Choose any house of your choice and no infighting is allowed.'' Kyle commanded.

Camille was one of the people picked for the mansion, while Amelia had to settle in the town. ''Call me immediately, at the first sign of danger. Lock your doors at night; if anybody bullies you, fight back and report…'' Camille quickly interrupted before her sister nagged any longer.

''Sis, I'm nineteen already; I'm an adult and can take good care of myself,'' Camille complained with a smile on her lips; noticing Amelia's parted lips, she quickly added.

''Don't worry, I will call you immediately if I sense something wrong.''

Her words soothed Amelia's worry slightly, it was the first time they had been separated after being on the run from that woman.

Amelia looked back at Camille's standing figure for the fifth time, her brows wrinkled in worry, but she could only wave goodbye with a forced smile.

Camille smiled helplessly, knowing her sister simply worried about her staying alone. She could only call Amelia occasionally to ease her concerns.

''Wait here. A car will come in two hours to pick you up.'' Kyle informed the twenty staff and got into the car, nothing waiting for their response.

Nervous glances were exchanged as they watched Kyle drive off. None of them knew what to expect from this job, and they had yet to meet their true employer.

Some leaned against the trees, while others didn't care and sat on the grassy ground as they waited for the car—forming groups of twos and threes as they chatted to pass the time and know one another.

….

Back at the mansion, Zane and Viktor looked at the pan in the kitchen with a confused expression.

''What next? Should we put the noodles?'' Zane asked as he stared at the boiling water.

Viktor played a hologram tutorial, watching as the cook added the noodles and covered the pot.

''Yeah, put them in. I will cut the chicken breasts and pepper.'' Viktor responded while hoping the food they decided to make turned out well.

Zane bit his lip, kept his distance, and dropped the noodles in. Water sloshed out, causing a hissing sound as it touched the cooker.

Viktor moved away from the cooker and shot Zane a glare. ''I never said you should dump it in. Just place it gently, here…watch the video.'' Zane flushed in embarrassment as he watched the video—the last attempt he made to cook a meal was still fresh in his mind.

Viktor sighed, already feeling stressed—he missed the chef; he didn't know what he was doing at all.

Zane rubbed the tip of his nose with an awkward cough and stared at the softened noodles boiling in the pan.

Viktor picked up the knife and diced all the veggies with swift movements, every cut was in the same shape and length.

''Help me—never mind.'' Viktor changed his mind and removed the noodles into a sieve.

Zane hovered nearby, watching Viktor handle everything. "I can help—'"

''Don't worry. Just stand over there.'' Viktor waved the spoon, motioning for him to move closer to the door.

Zane shrugged helplessly, he tried but it seemed he wasn't needed.

Zane scrolled through his purchased list and it was remaining fifteen items that hadn't been sent to him.

He checked the map and noticed the gaming pod would be here in ten minutes. ''I'll be back, I want to go pick up something,'' Zane called out as he left the kitchen.

Viktor hummed, staring unblinkingly at the boiling sources, wondering if he had sprinkled the right seasoning.

Kyle parked in front of the servant quarters. He got down and strode to the parking lot, opening a car, he slotted in the cube and started the car.

Kyle tapped the hologram map, sharing the location of the twenty staff. He did the same for seven other cars, activating self-drive mode and watching them depart.

Rubbing his tense neck, his stomach groaned from hunger, and he moved towards the mansion; entering, he went straight for the kitchen when he paused in his tracks, remembering there was no chef at the moment.

Kyle sighed, regretting not bringing the chef back. Now, he had to wait another two hours for food.

Kyle was about to leave when he heard a sound coming from the kitchen. His brows raised in confusion and turned the knob and entered.

Viktor stood in front of the cooker, stirring something in the pot.

''Huh? You can cook?'' Kyle asked in surprise; the aroma of the food made him hungry, and he stared at Viktor with an incredulous expression.

Viktor hummed, his head held high at Kyle's expression. Noticing his smug expression, Kyle snorted, "Are you sure it's edible, or it only smells good?"

Viktor grasped the handle of the spoon tightly suppressing the urge to throw it at him.

"Say another word and I will pour this food down your throat." Viktor threatened with a smile.

Too hungry to argue, Kyle pulled out a chair, smoothed his wrinkled cuffs, and crossed one leg over the other.

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