NOVEL Daddy! Come Home for Dinner! Chapter 1212
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Chapter 1212: Chapter 1212: Besties are Indeed Close_1 Chapter 1212 -1212: Besties are Indeed Close_1 Cindy Clarke rose to her feet, dragging Peggy Lewis up with her as well, “Get up.”

Peggy Lewis, confused, followed Cindy’s momentum and stood up.

“What’s going on?” Peggy Lewis looked at her, puzzled.

Cindy took a step back and assessed Peggy from top to bottom, “Your figure is quite good, perfectly balanced, without any excess anywhere.”

Cindy squeezed Peggy’s waist, “You have no belly fat.”

“Isn’t that enough?

What are you still worried about?” Cindy laughed.

“It’s just a lack of experience, so everything feels worrisome.” Peggy Lewis explained.

Cindy seemed to think of something, and whispered to Peggy, “You’re wearing matching underwear, right?”

Peggy Lewis nodded, “Matching underwear is something I insist on.”

Even though she had been single with no boyfriend, no one but herself could see what her underwear looked like.

But Peggy was adamant about this.

...

She wanted to look good.

And she wasn’t doing it for any man.

She was doing it for herself, to make herself feel good.

Peggy was, at heart, a glossy girl.

So, her underwear always matched.

“Then you’re set.” Cindy clapped her hands, “As long as it looks good from a visual perspective, everything else is no problem.”

“Don’t worry.” Cindy advised Peggy, “Don’t let this dominate your thoughts, just distract yourself with something else.

Leave everything to Fourth Uncle, let him guide you.”

Cindy was afraid that if she kept going on about it, Peggy would dwell on the matter more.

“Let’s go, let’s get outside.” Cindy suggested, “You are the host, you can’t be hiding from us.”

“Okay.” Peggy tried to clear her mind.

No matter how worried she was, she wouldn’t be able to calm herself before the event.

In fact, the more she worried, the more it would bother her.

When Peggy followed Cindy out, she was surprised to find that fruit plates were already arranged on the coffee table for everyone.

“Did Fourth Uncle do this?” Cindy asked.

Peggy had been with her the whole time, the only other possible host was Lyke Zhekova.

Samson Zhekova was munching on a small piece of pear with a fork, exclaiming, “I didn’t expect Fourth Uncle to be this domestic.

Sister-in-law, you don’t know, just now when you and Fourth Aunt were chit chatting inside.”

Peggy Lewis: “…”

Cindy Clarke: “…”

She was unsure of how to respond.

Not sure if he was acknowledging that Fourth Aunt was taken, or they were chit chatting.

As Cindy had been attending classes under Pingla Academy, she became more and more familiar with Samson Zhekova.

The more familiar she became, the more she realized that Samson truly…

shared a lot in common with Morgan.

No wonder the two get along so well.

The child revealed her true personality to Samson in the car today.

The child’s intuition was very accurate.

Even though Morgan hasn’t met Samson very many times, she had already accurately discerned Samson’s character.

Samson didn’t know what was being said behind their backs, and continued, “Fourth Uncle already prepared the fruit plates in the kitchen for us, and brought over these snacks.

He even poured tea for us.”

“Fourth Uncle really caught me off guard.

I’ve visited here before, but I had never seen him be this considerate.” Samson craned his neck, asking Peggy curiously, “Fourth Aunt, is Fourth Uncle usually like this at home?”

Could it be because they came over, he was showing off?

Samson harbored dark thoughts.

As Samson kept calling her “Fourth Aunt”, Peggy couldn’t help but accept the title.

“That’s just how he is at home.” Peggy revealed.

As soon as the words were out, Lyke Zhekova puffed his chest out proudly.

“He even cooked porridge this morning.” Peggy didn’t hesitate to praise Lyke.

At these words, Lyke’s morale was boosted further.

“Fourth Uncle, you actually made use of the recipe, you really went and made it?” Samson was surprised.

“Well, of course,” Lyke responded, “Why else would I ask for the recipe, if not to use it?”

“And, as a man, how could I let Peggy do all the chores?

Peggy didn’t marry me to be a maid, so of course I’ll look after her and not let her lift a finger.”

As Lyke explained, he glanced at Adrian Zhekova from the corner of his eye.

Adrian Zhekova: “…”

Cindy Clarke: “…”

“Adrian hasn’t let me do any chores either.” Cindy was quick to defend Adrian and clarify, “The cleaning is done by a housekeeper, and we send our laundry out.

I prepare breakfast, but that’s my hobby.

Adrian wants to help, but I don’t let him.”

“We eat out for lunch, and Adrian thinks that I’m too tired at night, so he insists the housekeeper cooks.” Cindy explained, “Only because I really wanted to do it, did he reluctantly agree to let me cook on the weekends.”

She was a chef to begin with, and her situation was different from Lyke and Peggy’s.

Lyke could show off all he wanted!

But he shouldn’t put down Adrian and give people the wrong impression.

Adrian was a good person.

Samson said nothing, took a handful of grapes, ate them while glancing at Lyke and then at Cindy. 𝙣𝒐𝙫𝙥𝙪𝙗.𝙘𝙤𝙢

He silently cheered in his heart: Go at each other!

Go at each other!

“That’s not the same,” Lyke wasn’t ready to accept defeat, “What’s the merit in having the housekeeper do it?

There’s sincerity in doing it oneself.”

As if other households didn’t have housekeepers!

“I like the satisfaction Peggy gets from eating the meals I cook.” Lyke stated, “I need to improve my cooking skills!”

Cindy Clarke: “…”

“Ha!” Cindy coldly chuckled, “I also like the satisfaction Adrian and Morgan get from eating my meals.

Especially when I come up with a new dish, and they especially like it.

It makes me really happy.”

Samson chanted, Go at each other!

Go at each other!

Seeing Lyke and Cindy squaring off, Peggy rushed to speak: “If I had Cindy’s cooking skills, I would’ve liked to cook for myself.

Not even professional chefs can match Cindy, let alone ordinary people, right?

It’s a clear choice to have something delicious.”

Peggy was undoubtedly siding with Cindy.

When her husband and best friend were in conflict, of course, she would choose her best friend!

Besides, Lyke couldn’t be angry with her.

Peggy was quite confident around Lyke now.

As expected, Lyke was frustrated but didn’t dare to get mad at Peggy.

Cindy was ecstatic; a best friend was truly dependable.

At the crucial moment, she was on Cindy’s side.

Cindy had won, but that wasn’t enough.

Moreover, she gave Lyke a triumphant smile.

That look, just like when Adrian or Morgan provoked others.

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