My Substitute CEO Bride romance Capítulo 745

A martial artist would feel hunger no matter what level their practice was, but his body would never be worn down by hunger.

"Do you only know how to make pasta?" Nash suddenly asked.

"Of course not… I can make scrambled eggs and bacon too!" Hera said quickly.

"Silly baby!"

Nash chuckled.

Hera had made pasta for him twice, so he asked out of curiosity.

It seemed that she only made food that was simple and convenient.

Hera stared at Nash pitifully and asked, "If I say I can't cook, will you dislike me?"

"Well..."

Pouting, Nash hesitated to speak.

Hera started panicking. "I can learn it. I can pick up new things really fast. Tomorrow, I'll learn how to make home-cooked food with Maria!"

Her mother had always been the one cooking, and she learned to make bolognese pasta from a short video tutorial after living alone.

Laughing, Nash said, "It doesn't matter. I can cook. I'll let you try my cooking when I have time!"

"Really?"

Hera stared at Nash expectantly. "What can you cook?"

How lucky she was to be able to eat food cooked by her man!

From now on, she could brag to her friends that her man could cook!

"I know how to make pasta..." Nash grinned.

"Tsk… I thought you knew how to cook good food, but it turns out you’re just like me!"

Hera rolled her eyes at Nash.

…

At Royal Bay Villa 14, 12 women were standing in the living room. Their age ranged from 20 to 30.

"I want to warm his bed!"

"Can you women be more reserved?"

A slightly more mature-looking woman glanced at them.

The women immediately put away their thoughts and straightened up.

Atlas walked down, took a casual glance, and then looked at the butler standing at the door. "Just this few?"

The butler was in his 50s and was provided for free by the Royal Bay Housekeeping Service Department. Looking at Mr. Kennedy’s dissatisfied look, he said helplessly, "We can only recruit this many qualified ones for the time being."

The villas in Royal Bay were all equipped with domestic helpers, and they all came free of charge. However, the young sir seemed to not like older helpers, so he asked the butler to help recruit a few young maids and paid all the expenses himself.

"Mr. Kennedy, are you dissatisfied with us all?" a woman who looked quiet and well-behaved asked in a lonesome tone.

"My master has the final say regarding this. The person you have to serve is my master, not me," Atlas said calmly while sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed.

"Huh?"

"Your… Your master?"