My Cold Chef's

The departure of Xander

Sissy Major stared intently at Thara as if saying 'Are you kidding me?' it makes the girl uncomfortable.

"Princess, why did you choose to work here? Didn't you enjoy living in Al Azzam's palace?" Sissy approached Thara who was standing there.

"Because I love pastry and love the atmosphere here" Thara's smile was sweet.

"Hhhmmm" Sissy glanced at Aidan who was still holding her back indifferently. "You asked him to work here?"

"No aunty's. He himself wants to work here and has made a contract with RR's Meal." Aidan purposely answered her.

"Oh Jeez! Seriously?" Sissy's brown eyes looked at Thara with a look of disbelief.

"Yes Mrs Major. I have already written the contract."

"You should refuse, Ai. That's right!" gerutu Sissy who did not think Aidan just accept a princess from Dubai working in a high-class restaurant like this.

"Leave it. He wants to" Aidan smiled. "After all, aunty can get some good pastry."

Sissy patted Aidan on the shoulder. "Yes, too, Ai."

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Thara was waiting to be picked up by Iffa when she saw Xander coming to the restaurant. The girl smiled looking at the former sous chef at RR's Meal West End branch.

"Neill O'Neill. Long time no see" said Thara kindly. "I'm sorry for all my actions that didn't take me long to get you beat up by Aidan."

"It's okay Thara. I was wrong, James too. We were thinking too much about how it would have been rejected by Aidan so we didn't think clearly either." Xander gave a pat on the girl's shoulder. "After all, Aidan sent me to manage the Manchester branch of RR's Meal because the head chef there was transferred to Milan because his wife was there. Anyway, I'll be able to watch it at Old Trafford or Etihad straight away."

Thara gawking. Apparently Aidan wasn't as bad as he thought.

"You're okay leaving London?"

"Look easy. My wife is happy because she's a Manchester native. So we're like coming home" kekeh Xander. "I didn't look too because I took care of everything there. Here the position I was handed down by Ai, but it was a lesson for me when given the burden of serving as head chef in Manchester."

"Sepi dong does not exist you, sir" said Thara while manyun.

"Hey, there's Stacy, there's Goro, and I told Christina about the pastry stuff and Christina knows it."

Thara nodded and smiled sweetly. "Thank you."

Before long a car came and looked Iffa in the driver's section.

"I go home first, Mr. O'Neill. Good night."

"Good night princess" replied Xander.

Thara got into her car and left the backyard. Xander was still there when Aidan walked towards the back of the kitchen.

"Xander's? What are you doing?" so-called Aidan was surprised to see his best friend there.

"Just had a chat with Thara."

Aidan nodded then took his pack of cigarettes and offered to Xander who took one batan. Aidan took one and lit the white rod.

"Where's Manchester?" ask Aidan while exhaling his cigarette smoke.

"You Ai. On the surface looks fine, the original is a lot of chaos." Xander smoked his cigarette again.

"Don't you like a challenge, bro?" Aidan turned to look at Xander.

"Yes, uh Ai. For me the lesson you gave me was so sweet and made me so much more steady taking Manchester."

"We've been ever worst than this" Xander recalled earlier they were also involved in a jotos fight with a different case to the point that Terry who happened to be there trying hard he separated.

"Worse yes we are" chuckled Aidan.

"Well, if that's not the case, we don't have Ai" Xander smiled. "You're his type if you don't like to go straight forward while I'll think first, if this step is how, the step is how."

"Good luck in Manchester, Xander."

"Thanks Ai's. Go to Manchster often. We go to Old Trafford or Erihad" Xander said.

"It's that kind of thing. If you go to Old Trafford, I can ask Mark Neville to find a ticket. He's a United player."

Xander. "I forgot that your family was in Manchester and were descended into United."

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Sabine stared at the handsome face that was asleep after undergoing the circumcision process and made the girl grimace to see how serious Karl was in front of Senna, his father, trying to convince him that he was the right man for her.

The girl is now in a hospital VIP room in Dubai visiting the man. Senna allowed Sabine to swipe on condition that she could not mess around but could beat Karl if she started to grind his meshum.

"Why are you a German boy? Use the event pitenah sleep together, fear I hamidun next two months. How to get hamidun, never seen!" sabine Gum.

"So.. who below want to be seen?" the baritone's hoarse voice shocked Sabine.

"Who are you awake? Let's go to sleep again! Consider it a dream!" Sabine closed Karl's eyes and patted him on the shoulder like she was making Rajendra sleep.

"Where can sleep, some say ask to be seen below" Karl grinned.

Sabine could only glare. "Lha's cut out how are you, German boy? Can't be used yet."

"Let's wait a week, I think I can. Do we need to take a cicil first?" karl's grin that made Sabine unable to stand the martyrdom of Karl.

BUGH!

A fist landed on Karl's face.

"Auch Sabine! Watch out tomorrow if it's halal, I'll punish you!" Karl looked at Sabine with a sly face that gave the girl goosebumps.

You're dead!

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