Lavender's viewpoint
I moved in the kitchen like what you'll call a gazelle. I was trying to get things in order. It was finally Sunday. The others would be arriving soon and I was yet to finish the cooking. Chef returned with his totally awesome daughter. My kids loved her already. From how she was dressed, I knew she must have spend a lot of times watching Rominic's twin, or maybe it's just her. The point is that she's cool and the kids loved her. Well, except Zachary, but you know how that one is.
Chef Russo got a sudden cold in the morning, leaving me to battle with the meal myself. Thankfully, his daughter knew how to cook and assisted me with the two maids Rominic had to call to come assist me. I didn't thank him but I knew he knew I was grateful. If he doesn't know, his problem.
"Mom! I think your friends are here!" Zyaire shouted. I gasped, grabbed a towel and wiped my hands.
"Roxy…"
