Chapter 216: A Feast for Frenemies
The atmosphere in the kitchen turned frosty as Hugo leaned against the doorframe, his perfectly coiffed hair mocking their sweaty, flour-dusted faces. His smug grin spread like melted butter over too-dry toast, and Jiyeon wanted nothing more than to slap it off with a hot frying pan.
"Oh, don't let me interrupt your… whatever this is," Hugo drawled, waving a hand at their organized chaos. "I'm sure your little dumplings are quaint. Like, 'Grandma made them with leftover scraps' quaint."
Kang visibly twitched, clutching a spoon as though it were a dagger. "Hugo," he hissed, "did you waddle in here just to spew your unsolicited critique, or are you here for a free meal because your overpriced foam art is finally out of fashion?"
Hugo's laugh was as fake as the "natural" highlights in his hair. "Oh, darling Kang, your desperation for relevance is showing. Do tuck it back in before someone steps on it."
