The twins ran happily towards the kitchen, and from then on, Ace could hear the clanging of kitchen utensils emerging from the kitchen mixed with the sound of children laughing.
Ace walked around the house as if he was back in his own home. After a while, he headed towards the kitchen and asked the twins, who were mixing a batter. "Do you need any help?"
Abby gazed at Ace sweetly, her eyes sparkling as brightly as stars in the sky. "Do you know how to cook, Uncle Handsome?"
The sight of Abby made Ace feel as if his heart was soaked in sugary syrup. He smiled without realizing it, then shook his head and replied, "I never knew how to cook. It's too trivial and such a waste of time. It's the kind of thing best left to the servants."
"But it won't be the same!" argued Abby. "The servants are not your family members, so the food they make won't taste as good…"