Chapter 14 - 14: What Kind of Trick Is This?



Chapter 14: Chapter 14: What Kind of Trick Is This?

Although Cindy Clarke's cooking skills were excellent, she had not received any formal professional training after all.

Competing with the students of Pingla Culinary Academy seemed quite uncertain.

"But this time, our goal is not the ranking. The ranking isn't important. As long as the judges acknowledge our skills, it will prove your cooking abilities," Peggy Lewis said. "Let me check the registration requirements."

"Since the purpose of the competition is to inject fresh blood into the culinary world, it is aimed at young chefs under the age of thirty." Peggy immediately grabbed Cindy's hand, "Why not give it a try, Cindy? Register for it."

"Wait a moment," Cindy reminded her, "There will be a live broadcast on both TV and the Internet. You know why I never show my face in the videos I've taken over the years. If my family sees me, they will come for sure."

Peggy Lewis knew Cindy's situation.

Considering Cindy's concerns, Peggy hesitated as well.

"You can wear a mask!" Morgan Clarke reminded from the side, "Then nobody would see you, right?" The source of this material is novelbin★

It was not that simple.

If it were just the auditions, then it would be fine.

The judges wouldn't evaluate and interview everyone one by one.

But if she advanced to the next round and still wore a mask during the conversation with the judges, it would be considered disrespectful.

She looked at the man in the photo, tall and straight. According to current popular sayings, it's as if everything below the neck was legs.

That face, even if described as "beautiful as a painting," would not be an exaggeration.

Just one glance made a person unable to resist blushing.

In the picture, the man's gaze seemed to have penetrated the photo directly into her heart.

Just looking at the photo made her feel this way. she had no idea how she would react to actually seeing him in person.

Morgan squinted at Adrian Zhekova's photo, stroking his chin and pondering over some strange idea.

Cindy hurried him off to bed.

***

The next day, Cindy asked for leave for Morgan and let him rest at home first. He had been so wronged yesterday that even if Morgan didn't say anything, Cindy didn't want him to go back to the nursery to face it right away.

After calling the Homeroom Teacher for leave, Cindy received a lunch order.

It was a fat-reducing meal ordered by several female employees of Pingla Group.

Morgan also saw it: "Cindy, are you going to Pingla Group to deliver meals at noon?"

"Yes," Cindy was already starting to prepare.

"I'll go with you," Morgan immediately ran over and said.