Orlando continued to refuse. Obviously, something was wrong.
Orlando went to the kitchen with a cold face and took out another fork.
Under Viola's cold gaze, he picked up a piece of vegetable and stuffed it into his mouth without hesitation. He chewed it expressionlessly and swallowed it.
He did it smoothly.
Orlando said, "It's just the taste of ordinary vegetables. Try it?"
Viola propped up her chin with one hand and pointed at the dish with the other as she spoke in a low voice like a demon, "Finish the entire dish."
Orlando's expression changed slightly, and then he smiled. "You said you were the master here, so this is for you. How can I eat it?"
"If you don't want to eat it, I'll call my bodyguards in and ask them to help you."
"You!"
Orlando narrowed his eyes and looked at her fearlessly. "Are you trying to use your power to suppress me?"
She did not deny it.