Slumdog Billionaire Husband
Chapter 32

Chapter 32 A Weird Cook

In the house, a few wooden tables were placed. On one of the tables, four people were sitting around.

It was Audrey, Doreen, Henley, and a girl dressed in a formal dress.

Audrey looked at Hazel and asked in surprise, "Why are you with Gerald?"

Hazel smiled and said, "He went to my Internet café and happened to help me solve a problem. I wanted to thank him by taking him to Mr. Dirden's to have a meal. I hope Mr. Dirden can cook for us!" As Hazel spoke, she looked inside and asked, "Where is Mr. Dirden?"

"We have just informed his disciple. Mr. Dirden is still sleeping. He should be up now," Audrey said.

Gerald was surprised and asked, "There are only a few of us here. We should be able to eat, right?”

"Not necessarily," Hazel sighed. "Whether Mr. Dirden is willing to cook or not depends on how much he likes us. If he is not, he will not do it. Moreover, he might like you this time. The next time he sees you, he might be unhappy again."

"He's such a weird man." Gerald was speechless. He thought to himself, I feel that his temper is even weirder than those old men and women in Night Watch.

Beside Gerald, Henley curled his lips and said, "Isn't he just a cook? As long as the money is enough, I don't believe he

won't do it!"

After Henley finished speaking, the expressions of everyone changed slightly. Audrey hurriedly said, "Henley, don't speak nonsense. Mr. Dirden is not the kind of person who craves money, and he does not lack money..."

Henley laughed, but he still acted accordingly and did not continue to speak.

"I heard today that Audrey brought her friend here. I was prepared to give you a good meal." At this time, a loud voice

sounded.

Immediately after, an old man with grey hair and rosy cheeks pushed open the door from a room nearby.

He was dressed in a white chef uniform. Beside him was thirty-year-old man. Although he was in such a normal

house, his chef uniform was very clean and flawless.

Audrey's expression changed slightly. She hurriedly said with a smile, "Kaven, this friend of mine doesn't know much about the rules here. Please don't bother with him!"

Kaven glanced at Henley and said coldly, "The store is not open today. Please go back!"

"8,000 dollars!"

At this time, Henley made a gesture of eight and said lightly, "If you cook this meal, I can give you 8,000 dollars."

Kaven suddenly turned his head and looked at Henley.

Henley revealed a sneer on his face. He looked at Kaven's angry face and said again, "16 thousand dollars!"

This idiot! Beside him, Gerald could not help but curse in his heart.

In the mind of a rich man born with a silver spoon like Henley, no one in this world did not like money. Money could settle everything, and it only depended on whether or not it was enough. Audrey and Hazel frowned.

Kaven trembled slightly when he heard Henley's words.

'32 thousand dollars!" Henley continued to increase the value.

At the same time, Henley looked at Gerald provocatively, as if saying, "Can you take out so much money?"

"Kid, you are going too far!" Kaven suddenly growled, turned around, and walked directly into the room.

Next to him, the middle-aged man looked at Henley and said indifferently, "Mr. Dirden has gone to rest. He won't

open

the door today, and he won't cook. Everyone, please go back. Moreover, everyone here today doesn't have to come to the small store to eat in the future. From today on, we will not receive any of you."

As he spoke, he looked at Henley and said, "Young man, perhaps you are very rich, but in this world, there are many things that money can't buy. We dare not provoke all of your rich people, but we also have the right to choose whom to cook for."

The expressions of Audrey and the others changed!

Henley snickered and said, "Isn't he just a cook? Fine if he doesn't wanna cook for us. Let's go. It's the same if we go

somewhere else to eat."

Audrey and Hazel both frowned. Audrey glanced at Henley and said, "Henley, you're going too far."

Hazel also sighed and said, "Gerald, let's go too. It seems this isn't our lucky day."

Henley still looked indifferent. In his opinion, Kaven was too pretentious. Kaven was just a chef, but he didn't wanna

cook for money.

"Perhaps, I have a way to get Mr. Dirden to cook for us," at this time, Gerald suddenly said.

Everyone frowned and looked at him.

Henley sneered and said, "He doesn't wanna make it for us even though I'm willing to spend 32 thousand dollars. Just you? You were just a construction site worker in Los Angeles before. Are you planning to move a few bricks in his

room?"

Doreen frowned slightly and looked at Gerald.

Audrey hurriedly said, "Gerald, forget it. Mr. Dirden is already very disgusted with us. Don't cause trouble, okay?"

"In any case, they have already said that they will never receive you in the future. The worst thing has happened," Gerald said with a smile. "By the way, I just saw that Mr. Dirden's right hand was shaking. Did he get injured when he was young?"

When the middle-aged man at the door of the room heard Gerald's words, he frowned.

Audrey sighed and said, "Yes, Mr. Dirden used to be the head chef in one of the Michelin restaurants. Later, my father met him and became friends with him. After that, my father invited him to the Marriott Hotel..."

Marriott Hotel was one of the properties owned by the Herman family.

"With Mr. Dirden's marvelous cooking skills, Marriott Hotel greatly branded its name and defeated our competitor, the McHale family at that time. So the McHale family chose to spend money to poach Mr. Dirden..." When Audrey said this, she smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Dirden was naturally unwilling. Later, his right hand was injured, and he could no longer hold the kitchen knife... He was disheartened and chose to retire. He occasionally cooked in this small

house..."

Gerald raised his eyebrows.

"Mr. Dirden can't even hold a knife. He definitely can't lift the pot," Henley said disdainfully. "I don't believe that he can make anything good."

Audrey frowned and said, "All the ingredients here are made by Mr. Dirden himself, and then Mr. Klosky is the one who cooks. Mr. Hamish Klosky is Mr. Dirden's best apprentice..."

As Audrey spoke, Henley looked at Hamish at the door.

Hamish snorted and did not speak.

Henley looked at Hamish with disdain, then looked at Gerald with a fake smile and said, "Didn't you say that we could eat again? Your question just made it worse."

Gerald ignored Henley. He took a step forward and walked in front of Hamish. Gerald smiled and said in a voice that could only be heard by the two of them, "Are Mr. Dirden's hands working normally in daily life? It's just that he can't

exert any force. Once he exerts force, he doesn't feel any of his strength."

Hamish looked at Gerald and asked, "So what if you're right?"

"You can go in and tell Mr. Dirden that I have a way to restore his strength. Not to mention holding a knife, even raising a knife and slashing people won't be a problem," Gerald said with a smile.

Hamish was stunned at first, then sneered and said, "Since Mr. Dirden was injured, we have checked countless hospitals in the country, including many famous doctors living seclusively. They have no way to solve it. They only heard of a method that has a chance to recover, but that method is too mysterious, basically impossible..."

"The Refreshing Treatment," Gerald said calmly.

As he heard this, Hamish's pupils suddenly shrank. He looked at Gerald and asked, "How do you know?"

"His condition is caused by the damage to his meridians. In terms of treatment, the Refreshing Treatment is naturally the most effective one," Gerald whispered.

Hamish's facial expression kept changing. He looked at Gerald and said, "Do you know how?"

"Of course, I don't, but I know someone who can. And I have full confidence that it can cure him," Gerald said with a

smile.