Unbeatable Chef Xenon
Chapter 47
Xenon went back to the kitchen to work despite the usual jeers and mockery stares from his colleagues.
He ignored them quietly because he knew that in the next hour or a few minutes, they were all going to be acting like some hungry and thirsty maniacs from the aroma of his food.
No matter the turnout of events for him with the President, he still had his sole mission in his mind and fishing out those two silly men after his life. He would go to the President's house with the card given later but right now, he needed to put his superpower into action
He hoped Valentino did his job by not going too far and helped him fish out those men.
"Why does he keep using the kitchen utensils like a god while we only get to wash them?" Oke of the apprentice known as Rico spat out angrily and glared at Xenon who was focused on chopping the vegetables delicately.
"Go back to work, Rico!" Lucas ordered even though Rico was right to some extent.
"No! Yesterday, he was asked to cook for the President when we haven't cooked for a maid or ourselves before! Today, he's doing that same shit again and not doing a single chore! Is this how you now treat your apprentice, Madam Rossetti?" Rico kept on yelling and Madam Rosetti made it her job not to say a word or cross Xenon's path before he said another thing that would lead her to trouble. She would have been sacked after she confessed what she had done to Natalia and Lucas, she had a feeling Xenon was possessed with some powers as after their last argument with him, she felt as if her head would explode if she didn't tell them what she did.
She was so envious of Natalia to the extent that she added a slow-detecting poison to her meals, coffee, or water before serving her each time she came to work so she would lose her baby or even lose her life as she felt Enzo didn't deserve Natalia. As for Lucas, she was the reason he wasn't promoted to the head Chef due to the accusations laid on him by her.
Xenon didn't know the drama that took place and he didn't care but he couldn't miss the coldness of Lucas towards Rossetti and the excessive intake of medical pills from Natalia. He knew something must have gone wrong but he concentrated on his meal and added some seasoning.
"What the fuck is going on huh? won't somebody say something? I'm also an apprentice and if this is the new method of treating them, then we should be treated equally too."
"I said that's enough Rico! There's no need to banter over useless things. What he does is not important because he's of no use to us. Just focus, learn, and become great rather than getting worked up over a possessed Wizard!!" Lucas told him Indirectly referring to Xenon and Rico nodded.
"Fine then, since everything about him is useless–" Rico paused and took some steps to meet Xenon who was trying to add some spice but carried the hot boiling pot of soup to pour it aggressively on the floor. What happened was so quick and smooth that Xenon was pulled backward to avoid the hot contents from splashing on his legs.
"–then every other thing he touches or does is utterly useless too," Rico smirked and turned to leave.
Xenon seethed his teeth and stood up in a flash, his jaw ticked in anger as he dragged Rico by the collar of his neck in a force that shocked everyone but what made their mouth agape was when he threw a punch that sent him flying to the farther end of the window.
"How dare you distract me!" He growled and Lucas trembled at the glow of his eyes. It was a bright emerald that could have shone brightly in the kitchen if the place was dark. Xenon hissed and stared at the mess on the floor and bit his lips.
"I'll– wash– the pot and– and– clear the mess."
Xenon turned back to see Aliya stuttering and he realised she had been the one who pulled him backward to prevent him from getting the hot soup.
"Stay away from me!" He growled and bent to take the pot to continue his business but she was quicker than him.
"I'll do it then you can resent me later Xenon. Go prepare other ingredients." She said and walked out on him before he could protest or grumble.
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"I don't want this pasta, please can I have what's Cooking at the moment?" The middle-aged lady asked the waitress who seemed to arch her brow in confusion.
"I'm sorry ma'am but you asked for Blini pancakes and Olivier Salad."
The woman banged the table to distract everyone.
"I said I don't want it! I want this one! God! This smells so good, can't you perceive it with me?"
The waitress almost rolled her eyes.
"I'm sorry ma'am but that wasn't in your order neither is it for sale and our apprentice was just making something for himself."
"I NEED IT!" She yelled. "I'll pay $100,000,000. Just try and bring it to me!" She said and slipped out a heavy bundle of notes in her bag that sent the waitress' eyes wide.
"W..hat? I –mean why not? Of course, I'll get the meal for you right away." She told the lady who nodded in anticipation and took the bundle to sheepishly sneak it into her pockets and tuck her strands off her face.
"Please don't raise an alarm as he would be startled to see me asking for his meal. Just wait for a few minutes and. ill he back with the food " she told the lady who gulped and nodded in anticipation, her throat itched to taste the sweet savoury smell that might taste like fish and meat with a combination of other delicate sea foods and spices that never thought existed.