Half an hour later, the three-minute instant noodles were ready.
Looking at the fragrant three bowls of noodles, Bella Stuart was eager to dig in.
There were eggs and tomatoes in them, which looked even better than those made by Camila Walker!
"Well then, I'm going to start eating!" she said as she couldn't wait any longer, picking up her chopsticks, blowing on the noodles, and preparing to put them in her mouth. Just then, her cell phone ringtone sounded.
Bella took out her cell phone with a touch of annoyance, wondering who the hell dared interrupt her meal!
She glanced at the caller ID, and it read: Mother!
Oh, it's Mom!
"Hello, Mom!"
"Bella, why haven't you come home yet? It's almost 8 PM." Vivian Ferguson, who was sitting in the living room, looked worried.
"Mom, don't worry. I'm at Emily's—" Bella paused, then quickly changed her words, "I'm at a classmate's house for dinner. I'll be back home soon."
"Classmate? Which classmate?" Vivian Ferguson asked, frowning.
