Chapitre 148: Stuck With An Angry Old Man

They sat down for breakfast and after taking a bite of the food, Rose's eyes widened in disbelief.

The perfectly balanced flavor of the scrambled eggs was by far one of the very best she has had in a long while. 

"This is extraordinary," she exclaimed, looking around the table in amazement. "Mrs Bert outdid herself this time around," she mouthed.

Mrs Bert, the cook, who happened to bring Rose's morning tea at the moment, shook her head. 

"Thank you, Ma'am, but I can't take credit for this morning's breakfast. It wasn't me. It's actually Grace's handwork. She prepared everything this morning," she confessed.

Rose's eyebrows shot up in surprise. "Grace? You did this?" she asked, a hint of incredulity in her voice.

The cook nodded. "Yes, ma'am. She's quite talented in the kitchen. This isn't the first time she's prepared a meal, but I think it's the best yet."

"Hold on, I want to hear from her," Rose said, holding up a hand.