NOVEL Daddy! Come Home for Dinner! Chapter 888
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Chapter 888: Chapter 888: Is There a Mistake_1 Chapter 888: Chapter 888: Is There a Mistake_1 Thus far, the big screen showed the total score ranking.

First place: Cindy Clarke, 44.3 points.

Second place: Parker Honi, 44.2 points.

Third place: Yannick O’Brian, 43.4 points.

Fourth place: Leon Hernandez, 43.2 points.

Fifth place: Daniel Vahn, 42.6 points.

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Sixth place: Bartholomew Bailey, 42.5 points.

Seventh place: Jasmine Hudson, 42.4 points.

Eighth place: Aiden Huxley, 42.4 points.

Ninth place: Cynthia Florine, 42.3 points.

Tenth place: Gladys Joy, 41.6 points.

“Cindy Clarke is in the lead!

She has overtaken the rest!” Peggy Lewis exclaimed excitedly.

Although it was only a 0.1 point lead, it was just the results of the first round.

There’s more to come!

Peggy Lewis believed in Cindy’s strength.

The scores in the next rounds might fluctuate, but the overall total would definitely not be lacking.

Bit by bit, the gap would surely widen!

Overwhelmed with excitement, Peggy subconsciously reached out to Lyke Zhekova again.

Even though Lyke’s Zhekova’s gaze was fixed on the big screen, in reality, his attention was all on Peggy Lewis.

Seeing her movements, before he could think, his hand had already moved instinctively.

Like a discreet lift of his wrist, shifting slightly towards Peggy.

It seemed like he wanted to make it more convenient for her to grasp his hand.

In fact, he really missed the sensation of her tiny hand gripping his wrist from earlier.

Just now, a part of his wrist was just exposed outside his sleeve.

Peggy had held onto his wrist directly, with nothing in between.

Lyke Zhekova could clearly feel the softness of Peggy’s palm and fingertips, soft as if there were no bones, and it was warm.

So, when Peggy let go, his wrist suddenly lost the warmth from her palm.

He even felt a bit empty, and he desired for Peggy to place her hand back on his wrist.

Thus, now Lyke seized the opportunity and took the initiative to cooperate.

Who would have thought, although Peggy reached out, she abruptly stopped herself.

Lyke Zhekova: “…”

It wouldn’t be right for him to just shove his wrist into Peggy’s hand.

Peggy’s reason had promptly returned.

Realizing what she was doing, she quickly stopped and pulled her hand back.

She solemnly rested her hand on her knee.

Lyke Zhekova: “…” 𝑛𝘰𝑣𝘱𝑢𝑏.𝘤𝑜𝘮

He really wanted to tell her, it’s okay to hold his hand.

However, afraid of making the same mistake again, Peggy directly picked up her milk tea, holding it with both hands.

This way, with something to grasp, her hand wouldn’t wander to the side again.

Lyke Zhekova: “…”

At this time, on stage, Grace Green picked up the last envelope in her hand.

“Okay, now, let’s see the scores from Judge Jenny Kirk.” Grace Green said with a smile as she opened the envelope.

But who would’ve thought that upon seeing the score inside, Grace Green’s smile nearly faltered.

Her smile froze for a moment, though it quickly returned to normal.

However, she couldn’t maintain the smile on her face.

Even as a professional host, Grace Green couldn’t maintain her smile.

A lot of keen-eyed audience members noticed Grace Green’s change.

Aside from a few particularly naive audience members who were oblivious to the different expression on Grace Green’s face signalling that something was amiss.

But most of the audience could tell that something was off.

Grace Green drew in a deep breath and said, “Let’s see Miss Kirk’s scores.”

“Bartholomew Bailey, 6.9 points.” When she called out the score, Grace Green’s voice was somewhat awkward.

The audience erupted in whispers.

“All the other judges gave scores above 8 points.

How come when it gets to Jenny Kirk, it suddenly dips?”

“Does she think the other judges scored too generously?

Are their standards not high enough?”

“What on earth is Jenny Kirk doing?

Does she know what she’s doing at all?”

“If you don’t understand, don’t randomly score!

This makes it look like Bartholomew Bailey didn’t do well.”

“Daniel Vahn, 6.8 points.”

“Cynthia Florine, 6.7 points.”

“Jasmine Hudson, 6.9 points.”

“Gladys Joy, 6.3 points.”

“I’m getting numb listening to these scores now.” said an audience member, “Why is she scoring so low?”

“Could it really be that her standards for cuisine are higher?”

A person who had been sarcastically denigrating Cindy Clarke earlier, spoke up again: “What’s with all the gasping?”

“She’s from the International Chefs Association and is usually in touch with renowned international chefs.

Can the current top ten, no matter how talented, compare with the world’s famous chefs?”

“No matter how good the top ten are, they’re still competitors, still students, they still have more to learn.

They’re still kids who haven’t finished learning yet, how can they compare with the world’s famous chefs?

Both in terms of skill and vision, they are far behind.”

“Jenny Kirk has tasted the cuisine of all these famous chefs, so naturally she is using such high standards to score the competitors.

Does this not perfectly exemplify the gap between the competitors and these famous chefs?”

The crowd listened, and it seemed to make a lot of sense.

Despite how sarcastic this person was when talking about Cindy Clarke earlier.

The lines he just spun were pretty sound.

“Parker Honi, 7.9 points.”

Parker Honi’s score was still not very high.

But compared to the others, it was much higher.

Perhaps it was because the previous scores were so low that they made a nice juxtaposition.

Suddenly there was a score of 7.9 points, and it was almost 8 points.

This made everybody feel that Parker Honi’s score was really high.

“See, with strength, you can still earn a high score.” That person said again.

“This kind of scoring exactly demonstrates the gap between the competitors and the real famous chefs.” This person said with a smug expression.

“Look at you all, how Wesley Gordon and the other judges have given high scores.

In reality, they are just grading based on Parker Honi and the others being students and young chefs, and even encouraged somewhat.”

“But let’s be honest, their scores are not at all realistic, not like Jenny Kirk’s who you all claim knows nothing.”

“I’m even doubting now that those comments from Jenny Kirk earlier might actually be the truth.” Someone voiced out.

The crowd, upon hearing this, could not find words to refute it for a moment.

“Aiden Huxley, 6.5 points.”

“Cindy Clarke, 4.0 points.” As she spoke, Grace Green’s voice was filled with disbelief.

The audience burst into an uproar.

“What?

Only 4 points?

Are you kidding me?”

“Even if Jenny Kirk has high standards, she shouldn’t only give Cindy Clarke 4 points!”

“Cindy Clarke has always been on par with Parker Honi, but now, she’s completely left behind!”

“Cindy Clarke’s skills are a match for Parker Honi’s!”

“Jenny Kirk’s bias is way too obvious!”

“Yannick O’Brian, 7.0 points.”

“Leon Hernandez, 7.1 points.”

“Even Yannick O’Brian and Leon Hernandez’s scores are so much higher than Cindy Clarke’s!”

“How do you know that Jenny Kirk is biased against Cindy Clarke?

Could it be that Cindy’s true level has been exposed?”

“Before, the scores were always given by the five judges, so we were never truly sure about Cindy Clarke’s skill.”

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