NovelEnglishThat afternoon, after Lucas retired to his room, Irene returned to the kitchen in the main block.
"How was it, Irene? Did he bully you? Did that dog bite you?" Mrs. Flores asked.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Mr. Lucas said I'm a poorer cook than him and that he won't letwork there anymore if I don't improve my cooking by tomorrow," Irene said gloomily. "The dog is fine. It didn't bite me." "Don't worry, Irene. I'll teach you a few recipes. I promise that you will be okay by tomorrow night." "Thank you, Mrs. Flores." Irene got back on her feet right away. "Mrs. Flores, I think that Mr. Lucas isn't that bad of a person. He didn't callugly. Though he complained about my cooking, he still finished everything." "Maybe was very hungry. It's surprising that he didn't call you ugly, though." "I'm surprised, too. Which is why I have to do my job well and clear my debt." Mrs. Flores was instantly overwhelmed by emotions when she saw the bright smile on Irene's face. "Is it okay to not go attend your university classes?" "I've already spoken to the lecturer, and the school has grantedpermission to self-study as long as I maintain my grades." The light in Irene's eyes dimmed. "I work during the day and study at night. If I don't I won't be able to pay the tuition fees." "Poor child," Mrs. Flores said pitifully. "The gods are unfair! They destroyed your face, took your parents away, and now, even your grandmother is gone. You are all alone, and even if you graduate from college, it may be hard for you to find a decent job." "Mrs. Flores, can you teachhow to cook? I want to focus on keeping this job first." Irene changed the subject and glanced at the ingredients in the kitchen.
"Sure." The next night, Irene served up prawn cocktail, sirloin steak, and mushroom soup for dinner. The dishes were relatively easy to learn, and as long as she paid attention, she did not make any mistakes.
"Mr. Lucas, have sof this prawn cocktail!" Noticing that he was grabbing the spoon, she pushed the prawn cocktail toward him enthusiastically.
"Feed the dog," he told her. His face was expressionless as he did so.
She froze for a moment before taking the prawn cocktail with her as she started to walk out the door.
"Why are you taking that away?!" "I thought you askedto feed this to the dog?" "Haven't you made dinner for the dog?"Don't dogs... eat dog food?" Baam! Lucas slammed his palms on the table. "My dog has eaten dog food all its life. Now that we are here in the Woods' mansion, can it not have better food?" Terrified, she immediately placed the prawn cocktail back on the table.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"I'll cook for it right away. There are only vegetables left in the kitchen though... Can I just feed it vegetables?" Lucas stared at her in shock.
Lucas finished his food swiftly, leaving most of the dishes untouched. He returned to his room without a word.
Irene immediately took the leftover food and fed it to the dog.
"Doggie, I know that you are just like your owner you both look scary, but you are actually big softies inside. She petted it on the head. "Cinside once you finish the food It's too cold out here. I'm going back in. See you tomorrow." At seven the next morning, the sky began to tighten, and Irene returned to the South Block bearing fresh ingredients. She opened the gate and spotted the dog in the yard. It was stiff. "Doggie! What's wrong?! You were fine last night! You are scaring me!"
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