Chapter 60

Waiting for her to leave, Nancy pouted and said: "Who wants to eat her food, it's not delicious."

“I find her cooking very interesting, let's try it.”

A maid brought up a bowl of sour soup to taste: "Um, it's exactly this flavor, the flavor my mother often cooks. Even if I cook forever, it won't come out."

The maid talked and ate continuously. Daisy returned to the room with a tray of delicious food in her hand. Atlas smelled the scent and turned to look at her.

"I've finished cooking, eat quickly. You must be hungry now, right?"

Daisy put down the tray and placed the food on the table. She looked at the clock and saw that it was after six o'clock in the evening. Normally this is the time he eats, but Aunt Sam said he eats less at noon and it's raining so she thinks he'll get hungry quickly.

Atlas pushed his wheelchair to the table. Looking at the food on the table, his taste buds were stimulated. He's a bit of a picky eater, but the dishes this wo