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During the dinner.
Bruce had taken out several bottles of wine from the cellar.
The men were chatting and drinking in high spirits while Margaret was unhappy all along. Seeing her being like this, Hilla also became down.
Such a bad day!
"Just eat some. Otherwise, you'll get hungry at night."
Margaret took a bite of the food that Hilla picked up for her. Then she frowned slightly.
"What's wrong?"
Hilla was a bit confused as she saw Margaret act like this.
It was Margaret's favorite food. Was there any pepper in it?
To find out why, Hilla examined the dish that she had picked up carefully. Margaret took another bite before slowly saying, "It is not delicious as always. It seems to lack in something."
Margaret wondered, "Have we changed the chef? Or did Orlenna randomly add something? It tastes less delicious."
"Is it too salty or too sweet?"
Hilla took a try on the food and found the flavor even a little stronger than usual on the contrary.
