NOVPUBChapter 1005: Chapter 1005: This is Their Old Tacit Understanding _1 Chapter 1005 -1005: This is Their Old Tacit Understanding _1 Turning to Henry Hertz, he asked, “So, about Miss Lewis, do you have any specific information?
Can you spill some beans?”
“Like, how old does she look?
What does she look like?” asked Timothy Silverstone.
If he didn’t have surgery to undergo, he would definitely have gone to find Lyke Zhekova himself.
However, Henry didn’t know exactly how old Peggy Lewis was.
“She looks like she’s in her twenties,” Hertz replied.
“Just in her twenties?” Silverstone shook his head in disapproval.
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“Fourth Uncle is indeed a beast!”
“As for her appearance, even if I described it, you would still not have a specific impression,” Hertz said.
“But she is very beautiful,” Hertz added.
Silverstone narrowed his eyes and questioned slyly, “Under Fourth Uncle’s tight surveillance, you were still able to notice that Peggy Lewis is beautiful?”
Hertz was furious.
“Wasn’t it you who asked me to investigate?
Now I’ve found out, and you’re trying to blame me!
That’s not fair!”
“Just kidding,” Silverstone said with a laugh.
“You’re so easily worked up.”
Hertz grunted.
Couldn’t he be concerned?
It was just that Lyke Zhekova wasn’t there.
If Lyke Zhekova was present and overheard Silverstone’s remarks, wouldn’t he be in trouble?
Nathan Spencer pointed at the business card, “Doesn’t she have a business card?
It has her name, the company she works for, and her contact information.
Just look it up.”
“Heh heh.” Silverstone smiled, pinching the card and pretending to be thoughtful.
“That wouldn’t be right, would it?
It’s not appropriate to investigate a friend’s girlfriend.”
While Silverstone was speaking, he handed the card over to Henry.
“Henry, I’m leaving this matter to you.”
Hertz: “…”
“We’re Fourth Uncle’s good friends, it’s inappropriate.” said Silverstone.
Hertz: “…”
So, was it appropriate for him?
“I’m not gonna handle this.” Otherwise, Silverstone might blame him later.
“Anyway, I’ve already met Peggy Lewis in person.
If you want to know more, go see her yourself.”
So, Silverstone had no choice but to hope Nathan Spencer would help him out.
“I’m not in a hurry,” Nathan said.
Silverstone: “…”
“Anyway, if Fourth Uncle settles down with her, he will definitely introduce Peggy Lewis to us.” It was their longstanding understanding.
Anyway, they were guaranteed to meet her, so Nathan wasn’t in a rush.
After all, he was not usually an impatient person.
He was not like Silverstone, always restless.
Silverstone: “…”
Was this playing on the fact that he wasn’t part of the Big Eight families?
At Cindy Clarke’s place, dinner was finally ready two hours later.
Cindy was much faster than Peggy.
Even though they started cooking at the same time, and Peggy was following Cindy’s instructions, she still couldn’t keep up with Cindy’s speed.
She couldn’t make Cindy delay her dinner time for her sake.
If it were just Cindy, that would be fine.
With the relationship between her and Cindy, such a small matter wouldn’t require any formalities.
Even if Morgan Zhekova was also waiting for her meal, Morgan would be willing to snack first for her godmother’s sake.
But now, there was an extra Adrian Zhekova, wasn’t there?
What if Adrian Zhekova got upset because Cindy was helping her, resulting in a delayed mealtime?
What if he took it out on Cindy?
So, Peggy let Cindy follow her instructions at her own pace.
Just set up a mobile phone on the dining table during dinner time, and don’t forget to give Peggy instructions while eating.
So, after Cindy’s family had finished their meal, Peggy’s dinner was finally ready.
Lyke Zhekova patted his stomach; he had drunk a lot of tea.
Although it was Peach Oolong Tea, it was fruity but not sweet.
It was Oolong tea with a peach fragrance.
Drinking a lot of it does help with digestion.
After drinking quite a bit, Lyke Zhekova patted his stomach.
He was indeed very hungry.
He felt that he could eat quite a bit later to support Peggy.
Lyke Zhekova stood up and helped Peggy bring the dishes to the dining table.
Although Peggy’s home was small.
Still, it had made room for a dining area.
The space was just right for Lyke Zhekova and Peggy.
Lyke Zhekova felt that, although Peggy’s home was small, it was cozily small.
Just the two of them, having dinner in this small space, had a different kind of warmth.
“This is the first time I’ve prepared a whole table of dishes,” Peggy said, “Try it, how is it?”
“I don’t expect it to taste good.
As long as it isn’t disgusting and can go with the rice, that’s fine,” Peggy said uncertainly, “But rest assured, for these steps and the amount of seasoning – I followed exactly what Cindy told me, without any deviation.”
“Even if the taste isn’t that good, it definitely won’t be very unpleasant.” Peggy didn’t have confidence in herself, but she did have confidence in Cindy.
So, Lyke Zhekova gave it a try.
Indeed, as Peggy said, it wasn’t disgusting.
As for being delicious, it wasn’t that great.
There was certainly a big gap between its taste and Cindy’s cooking skills.
There was also a considerable gap from the standard quality of homemade food that average families served.
This was a very strange phenomenon.
It wasn’t just happening to Peggy.
It should be a common occurrence in every household.
Even if you follow the same recipe and the same steps without any deviation, the taste will still differ.
Speaking of restaurants.
Not just high-end ones.
Even the roadside stalls or internet-famous small restaurants.
Even for the same dish.
But some famous local restaurants just make it taste better.
The reason was unfathomable.
So even though Peggy followed exactly as Cindy taught,
There was still a big difference compared to Cindy’s own cooking.
Although the food Peggy Lewis made wasn’t that delicious, it wasn’t terrible either.
After all, she usually lived alone at home and sometimes cooked noodles or instant noodles for herself.
She knew the basics.
However, she probably only cooked once or twice a month.
Lyke Zhekova truly believed that Peggy almost never cooked her own meals.
But it didn’t matter.
After all, you don’t marry a girl just so she could cook for you.
The fact that Cindy Clarke loved cooking was a different thing.
But for someone like Peggy who wasn’t good at cooking, it was okay too.
Didn’t they have a housekeeper at home?
Peggy wouldn’t need to do it herself.
“It’s tasty,” Lyke Zhekova said with a supportive nod.
When Peggy saw that he wasn’t forced at all and even ate quite a bit, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
She felt that the entire table of food she prepared, although not very delicious, was palatable at least.
