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“Ah, it’s my fault for asking so late, it’s really a shame. If only I had asked you earlier. How long before you can resume your private chef services?”

“Well… it’s hard to say, at least a few months, or maybe even longer.” Cindy Clarke replied.

She was confident that she would pass the preliminary selection and advance to become an official contestant in the Cooking Competition.

She didn’t know how far she could make it in the competition.

After all, there were always stronger opponents at every stage of the competition.

Moreover, students from Pingla Culinary Academy alone shouldn’t be underestimated.

Cindy didn’t have the confidence to think that she was guaranteed to be the winner and unbeatable.

However, she was confident that she could hold out for a month or two in the culinary competition.

If she could achieve a good ranking, she might have new considerations and might decide not to continue as a private chef.

So, if it’s only a few months or more, it’s hard to say.

“So… it means you may not be doing this ever again?” The Old Madam’s voice sounded as though the sky was falling down in disappointment.

“Ah, I’m old and have no other hobbies, just love a good meal. I already promised my old friends to invite you to cook a meal in our house so we could savor it. Who knew it would be such bad timing.”

“My old friends, they too are getting older, and for us, each meal might be the last. Even if someday you decide to become a private chef again, we don’t know if we can wait that long.”

“Right now, we don’t have any other wishes, just want to taste your cooking.” The Old Madam sighed, “Never mind, life is never perfect, you can’t always get what you want. Ah! Please pretend…just pretend I never made this call.”

“I’ll have to explain to my old friends later. They’ll definitely be disappointed too, but there’s nothing we could do about it. Ah! Even our meals won’t taste as good anymore.”

Cindy: ‘

Somehow, she felt that if she didn’t agree to it, it would be extremely unfair.

The Old Madam spoke in such a miserable tone, Cindy couldn’t help but feel guilty.

“Then… I’ll come over the day after tomorrow.” Cindy replied, “Actually, starting from tomorrow, I’ll be ending my private chef services. But as an exception, I’ll personally prepare a meal just for you guys this time.”

Just cooking one meal for the old ladies wouldn’t be much trouble.

“Really?” The Old Madam was delighted.

“Yes, please give me your address and wait for me to make a menu for tomorrow. We can make changes if necessary,” Cindy replied.

“In that case, let’s add each other on Whatsapp,” said the Old Madam happily, “You can find me using my mobile phone number. I’ll send you our address through Whatsapp, and you can share the menu with me on Whatsapp too.” Cindy didn’t expect the Old Madam to be so up-to-date.

It was surprising that, despite sounding quite old, she knew how to use Whatsapp.

“Alright,” Cindy agreed.

After hanging up the phone, Cindy saved the phone number and found the Old Madam on Whatsapp using her number.

Her Whatsapp username was: Grandson, When Will You Find a Partner?

Cindy: ‘

That really was a soul-searching question.

She wondered what her grandson’s mood was like whenever he chatted with his grandmother.

Every time the Old Madam sent a message, the grandson had to read: Grandson, When Will You Find a Partner?

Just thinking about it made Cindy feel the pressure.

Cindy: “Hello, I’m the private chef you contacted just now.”

Grandson, When Will You Find a Partner?: “Hello, hello. Wait a moment, I’ll send you the address..”