Chapter 1227
A whiff of a burnt smell pricked Chloe Collins's nostrils, prompting her to accelerate her footsteps.
The deeper she ventured, the quieter it became, until she walked into a main hall illuminated by bright lights.
The setup here looked ordinary at first glance. However, careful observation would reveal the lack of windows and the reliance on artificial light to illuminate the room.
The kitchen's exhaust system was excellent. Even without windows, there was no worrying about smoke filling the space.
At this point, Chloe could smell burnt food, recognizable as chicken breast and a fried egg.
Walking in, she spotted a slender boy standing in front of a stove, stubbornly flipping over the blackened food with a spatula.
