This evening, Norbert Suttun prepared a large table of dishes, rich in color, aroma, and flavor.
Professor Sutton stared at the table full of dishes in disbelief and adjusted his glasses: "When did you learn to cook? And so many dishes at that!"
Previously, Norbert had cooked at home, just one or two dishes, which tasted good. Professor Sutton had thought that the kid got lucky, but unexpectedly, he turned out to be a culinary genius, capable of making so much.
The most important thing is, he's even better than me!
Norbert collapsed onto the chair, took a sip of iced juice, and raised an eyebrow: "Just average, but compared to you, definitely better."
Professor Sutton: "..." Can't get angry, can't get angry, he's my son.
After dinner, Serena took a gift from her room and handed it to Ms. Hayes.
"Happy Birthday, it's the skincare product you've been wanting but never bought." Serena's face was adorned with a sweet smile.
