"Wait! This time it's different! I bought medicine this time!"
"Hehe! Now, Evan will understand who is master!"
Thinking of this, Vincent Wolf perked up again, his demeanor becoming arrogantly confident, as if he were a leader.
Just as he was about to praise Evan, he saw him come out of the kitchen with another plate of even more luxurious and sumptuous food, placing it in front of Barry and Flora Gates. Evan looked at Barry expectantly.
"Huh?!?!"
Vincent's eyes widened.
"What's the meaning of this? Treating us differently?"
Evan ignored Vincent's outburst and squatted down with a big smile, stuffing lobster, abalone, foie gras, and sea cucumber from the plate into Barry's tiny body.
"Eat more, get chubby!"
Vincent saw that Evan was only interested in pleasing Barry and felt annoyed but didn't want to cause a scene.
After all, Evan was the cook. If Vincent upset him, Evan might stop cooking for him, leaving Vincent to cook for himself.
