Hide Your Identities Or Inherit Millions - Chapter 96
Chapter 96: Chapter 96: You Lied and There’s a Penalty
Translator: Inschain Editor: Inschain
Elizabeth looked seriously wrong, but it was adorable.
Alexander remained silent, just gazing at her with a faint smile.
Elizabeth hesitated for a moment, made another cut, and said softly, “Look, it’s crooked again.”
“Little girl, don’t lie.”
Alexander’s eyes shifted to Elizabeth’s fingers. The fingertips were round, and the lines were attractive. If he hadn’t seen it for himself, he wouldn’t believe those were the hands of someone who could cook.
Alexander wanted to see a flustered look on Elizabeth’s face, but her expression remained calm and sincere. “You spoke ill of me.”
So, there’s a penalty.
Alexander paused, thinking back. When did he ever speak ill of Elizabeth?
In fact, he was pretty sure he never did.
“I didn’t,” he said.
“Yes, you did.”
Being taller than her, Alexander had to look down to meet Elizabeth’s penetrating eyes, which stared back at him with utmost seriousness.
She accused him of calling her a wrinkled old grandma.
Her grandpa had told her never to lie. But he also said if someone bullied her, she should retaliate.
Furthermore, she wasn’t really a cook.
She was a multifunctional Al. As long as data was uploaded to her, she knew how to do anything. Even though she was in human form now, she hadn’t
forgotten her knowledge.
As Alexander met Elizabeth’s deep, dark eyes, he frowned, doubting his memories. Did he really say that?
Seeing Alexander not pressing further, Elizabeth picked up a lotus root segment and began cutting it neatly.
“Let’s assume I did,” Alexander said with a hint of amusement in his voice, “But you lied. So, you should be punished.”
Elizabeth paused in her chopping, “Yes?”
Alexander proposed, “How about a penalty for grilling some food for me?”
Elizabeth considered for a moment and then agreed, “Alright.”
After all, she was going to grill it herself.
Elizabeth began to skewer cucumber slices and placed them on the grill, starting to cook.
A small smirk appeared on Alexander’s lips as he took a seat on a nearby chair.
Emily Williams came out with seafood and saw her brother lounging like a lord, waiting to be served. She remarked with disdain, “Bro, looking for a free meal, huh?”
Alexander replied with a teasing smile, “Are you sure you want me to cook?”
Emily pondered for a moment. Her brother acting like a boss was far better than him producing some charred disaster on the grill.
Emily approached Elizabeth, watching her expertly flip the ingredients. Her eyes sparkled with anticipation, “Elizabeth, can I wait for my turn?”
She seemed to have forgotten that she had just accused Alexander of freeloading.
“Of course,” Elizabeth promptly agreed.
“I’d like grilled corn, squid, and lamb skewers,” Emily stated, bringing out the ingredients.
Elizabeth nodded in acknowledgment, accepting the task.
She enjoyed today’s experience. The people at the research facility never dared to joke around or impose upon her like this.
Even Peter, the one she was closest to at the facility, never treated her with such casual friendliness.
Is this what friends are like? Speaking freely and without hesitation?
Seeing Emily’s eager expression, Elizabeth grilled the squid first.
The tantalizing aroma caught even Alexander’s attention.
Her culinary skills were impeccable. The food retained its freshness and flavor, no wonder Peter always raved about it.
Taking a bite, Emily exclaimed dramatically, clutching her chest, “What kind of heavenly flavor is this? Elizabeth, your cooking skills are exceptional!”
Elizabeth pursed her lips, seemingly pleased, even though her face remained expressionless.
Initially, Emily assumed that even if Elizabeth could grill, the taste would be average at best. But it was unexpectedly delicious.
Admiringly, she commented, “You must have worked so hard. When you were in the countryside, you had to do everything yourself, right? That’s probably why you developed such good culinary skills.”
A pang of sympathy hit Emily. She thought about her friend’s past, which must have been so challenging..
