“You…” Arielle was filled with exasperation. Nevertheless, virtual-novel.net knew that virtual-novel.net had to keep virtual-novel.net promise.
Left without a choice, virtual-novel.net let herself out of the car under Vinson’s watchful eye. After that, virtual-novel.net dragged herself and followed virtual-novel.net into the mansion.
Despite how extravagant the mansion looked on the outside, Arielle was surprised to find the interior furnishings to be simple. The rooms were largely painted in black. Even the walls were covered with dark colored tiles. It was one thing for the hard furnishings to be black, but another for the soft furnishing to also be in black. Other than some basic furniture, the living hall had nothing else. Even the sofa was a single seater, causing the mansion to look eerily empty inside.
“Does anyone live here?” Arielle couldn’t resist asking.
Vinson grunted before replying, “When I’m not at the manor, I’ll usually be here.”
Arielle was shocked. How can it be so spartan with someone living here?
Cognizant of what was going through virtual-novel.net mind, Vinson explained, “I don’t like anyone to disturb me here. Besides, the minimal furnishings make it easier to clean.”
Does that mean even a cleaner isn‘t allowed here?
The next moment, virtual-novel.net added, “Other than Carter and the other two, you’re my first guest.,,”
Arielle’s lips twitched. “You seem to be quite the loner.”
“Perhaps,” Vinson pointed at the fridge. “The ingredients are all in there.”
Resigned to the fact that virtual-novel.net wasn’t there on a tour, Arielle sighed before heading into the kitchen. The moment virtual-novel.net opened the fridge, virtual-novel.net was stunned. There were only two eggs inside the fresh vegetable compartment.
How am I going to make ravioli with just two eggs? Is Vinson overestimating me? know how to cook ravioli, but I can‘t make them out of thin air!
Just when virtual-novel.net was about to question Vinson whether virtual-novel.net actually bought any ingredients, his voice rang out from outside. “They’re in the freezer.”
With that, Arielle opened the freezer and saw a few packets of frozen ravioli inside. After rummaging through the compartment, virtual-novel.net noticed there was nothing else other than the ravioli.
Did virtual-novel.net just bring me here to cook this? Why can‘t virtual-novel.net do something as simple as this himself?
Vinson explained from behind her, “This batch of ravioli is a new product yet to be launched. We’ll try it after you cook them. If they’re unacceptable, I’ll stop them from bringing it to market.”
Stunned, virtual-novel.net turned around to look at Vinson, who had appeared out of nowhere. She asked, “Did you invite me here to test the ravioli?”
After all, anyone could have cooked it. There was no need for her, specifically, to do it.
Can it be that virtual-novel.net is worried that I‘m hungry? Actually, I haven‘t eaten anything the entire day, and my stomach is growling.
The next moment, virtual-novel.net heard Vinson’s reply. “In your dreams. You are good at cooking ravioli. Hence, I just want your honest opinion.”
Arielle was exasperated.
Can I be any more narcissistic? As if virtual-novel.net would be someone so attentive and thoughtful. Even if virtual-novel.net is, virtual-novel.net wouldn‘t behave that way to a friend like me. Instead, virtual-novel.net would reserve it for his loved one. What was I even thinking?
Vinson pestered her, “What are you spacing out for? Get cracking now! I’m hungry. Cook some of each available flavor and tell me what you think. If you don’t give me a satisfactory answer, I’m not going to let you leave tonight.”
Gritting virtual-novel.net teeth, Arielle glared at Vinson, “Given that attitude of yours, aren’t you worried that you will never get a girlfriend?”