“Okay, okay, you should go and get prepared for tomorrow. We'll be signing a contract with Roadways and Bridges Inc. after all,” said Alex. His eyes shone with a ruthless twinkle.

‘Suffer the consequences of pissing me off, Madame Joanne.’

Dinner that night had the Assex sisters in tears.

Dorothy Assex said to her mother, Claire, “Mom, this is what we call real food! The ones you cooked were inedible at best.”

Beatrice’s stomach was chock full of food as she looked silently at Alex.

After swallowing down the last piece of roasted pork in gravy, Claire licked her lips and said, “I came from a wealthy family and never had to do any household chores. Your father used to say that I should have been a hand model. Consider yourselves lucky that I even cooked for you!”

She then turned to Alex. “Jer… Alex, why don’t you wash the dishes? Also, you’re still unemployed, right? Then it’s set. You’ll be cooking for us from now on.”

Claire returned to her true self after having a sumptuous me