Chapter 13: Chefs Bow to a Master

Lewis Casson slowly turned, a mischievous smile playing at his lips. "Do I look like I'm joking with you?" Elle Cutmore was fuming, trembling from head to toe. "If you can make a truly great dish, then I... then I'll..." "What will you do?" Elle figured he was using reverse psychology. She wasn't going to be thrown off. She drew a deep breath, fixed him with a hard stare, and said, "If you can make a truly great dish, I'll do whatever you say." "Good. Remember you said that." Lewis's grin said...