Villain Ch 937. (Un)professional Chef
Walking through the mansion, Allen felt a sense of satisfaction. Everything was coming together perfectly. The intimate setting he was creating, promised an evening of fun, excitement, and maybe a little bit of chaos. He couldn't wait to see the looks on the girls' faces when they arrived and saw what he had prepared.
So yes, rather than heading online to Hell's Gate, Allen found himself going straight to the kitchen after he got home. His sudden appearance surprised the kitchen staff, who were used to having the space to themselves. They looked up in mild shock as he walked in, rolling up his sleeves with a determined expression.
"Mr. Allen?" one of the chefs asked, wiping her hands on a towel. "Is everything all right?"
Allen smiled warmly. "Everything's fine, Maria. I just need the kitchen for a while. I'm preparing something special for tonight."
