Chibuzor's sharp gaze swept over the remaining chefs and cooks. He paused as if contemplating their fate but ultimately said nothing. What he did not know was that all of them had kept silent earlier when the girl openly disrespected his wife.
Returning to his seat, Chibuzor's jaw tightened as he realized his appetite was gone. He gestured dismissively at Olaedo, his tone curt.
"Eat whatever you like. If it is not here, have them prepare it. I wilI be in my study."
He strode out of the dining room without waiting for her response, his footsteps brisk and deliberate.
Olaedo watched his retreating figure her thoughts racing. He's furious.
She shook her head in disbelief. The way he dealt with that girl, so ruthless!
Yet, I have been provoking him since the day we met, and he has never once raised a hand on me.
