Uriah's declaration earned an eye roll from Regan. "The stuff Rose makes is leagues tastier than your grub. Besides, you think Romeo would let her step into the kitchen? The girl's got top-notch chefs at her beck and call."
"Think a bunch of chefs can hold a candle to me?" Uriah huffed, his pride bruised. After all, he was a maestro in the kitchen!
If Rosemary were to inherit his culinary mantle, both her cooking prowess and her agility would skyrocket her standard of living!
"Enough, enough, no more squabbling. Rose's the rightful heir to my legacy," Thomas interjected to mediate.
"And what? Spend her days tinkering with your gadgets and racing cars? Or turn into a hacker?"
Regan's comment ruffled Thomas's feathers. "Racing cars is a stress-buster! It's super cool for a girl to drive a race car. Just ask the live stream viewers. And what's wrong with hacking? Fancy hacking any computer on a whim."
