Jerome walked out of the mansion with a heavy heart. He knew he would be in danger, and Eleanor might also be in danger. He would have to tighten security around her. He quickly drove to his mansion and saw his wife happily chatting with the maid.“Jasmine, you know what it is. The man almost scared me to death."“So what did you do after you found out he was your neighbor?" Jasmine asked.“Well, what else could I have done? He helped walk me to my room." Eleanor responded, narrating what happened between her and Nathan.“Ahem, ahem,” Jerome cleared his throat, having stood there listening to them while the women were busy chatting.“Sir," Jasmine said respectfully.“You are here," Eleanor said with a bright smile.“Mm, how have you been doing?" Jerome kissed her forehead. Jasmine was used to this.“Thanks to Jasmine, my day has been interesting.... At the Caddel mansion…Old Master Caddel sat on the bed glancing through some graphic paper. Old Lady Caddel sat beside him applying fac
Grandmother, don't worry; I only wanted to surprise you and nothing else,” Jerome said, tired of explaining."I can't be bothered with you," the old lady glared at him and shifted her gaze to Eleanor."Which family do you come from?" The old lady asked."I come from a humble family." Eleanor became scared when the old lady asked her that. Usually, women from rich families want their children to marry someone of the same level. What if the old lady asks her to leave her grandson?"Oh, okay," even though the old lady was a bit disappointed, she didn't take it to heart. As long as her grandchild can be happy, nothing else matters to her."Have you informed your parents?" The old lady asked again. Looking at how they had hidden this issue, she was sure they hadn't informed Eleanor's parents."That is the main reason why we kept the matter secret. My parents are gold diggers; they will start demanding unnecessarily once they find out I am married to the grandson of the Caddel family." Elea
“Grandmother, I am sorry. There are many chefs at the mansion. I thought there was no need."“You thought there was no need?" The old lady picked up a spoon and took a bite of the BBQ Ribs; it glistened with a sweet and tangy sauce. The meat was tender and juicy, falling off the bone with a touch. The sauce had a hint of spice balanced by the sweetness of the brown sugar. The ribs were served with a side of creamy coleslaw and baked beans.The old lady couldn't resist the sweet taste of the ribs and took a second piece. As the BBQ Ribs touched her tongue, she experienced a burst of flavor. The smoky sweetness of the sauce was complemented by the tender, juicy meat. The spices added a bit of heat but not so much that it overwhelmed the other flavors. You could taste the subtle notes of garlic and onion, as well as the richness of the barbecue sauce. The texture was perfect, not too chewy and not too soft. As she chewed, the flavors melded together, creating a symphony of taste. It was
“Jerome, how could you cook and forget about me? Have you forgotten I am your grandfat…” the old man complained while walking in the direction Eleanor pointed. As he was about to finish his sentence, the heady aroma of barbecue ribs wafted through the air, causing his words to catch in his throat. The smell was so strong and alluring that it left him speechless, savoring the moment, breathing in the scent, and letting it fill his senses.“Ok, ma, oh ma, the aroma of the food. Jerome, can I have a taste?"“Grandfather, take your time; I specially prepared this meal for you." Jerome held the old man's hand who was about to pick one of the ribs."Oh, ok,” the old man nodded in disappointment. He wanted to take a bite since he couldn't resist the aroma.After Jerome finished cooking, he served it on the dining table. They all thought the old man would sit down and eat, but he didn't. "Package the food for me. I don't want to eat here, lest you guys change your mind and join me,” he said,
“Honey, I'm sorry. Can you please open the door?" the old man pleaded, but there was silence."Honey, I brought you some food. Open the door," he said again, using his last card. He had already guessed this might happen, so he left a piece of meat, dividing it into two so his wife wouldn't know it was just a piece.When Mrs. Caddel heard her husband leave her some food, she quickly stood up from the bed and opened the door without hesitation. "Where is the food?""So if not for the food, you wouldn't have opened the door?" the old man inquired with a helpless tone."Are you giving the food or not?" She wasn't ready for any emotional games.Mr. Caddel sighed deeply and gave her two pieces of meat. "Thank you, honey," her mood suddenly changed. Her angry expression turned playful.She scrutinized the meat and said, "Why are these ribs smaller than the ones you gave me in the kitchen?""It's because some were bigger," the old man blurted. Only after the words were out did he realize he h
"Rosca was having fun when her grandfather called her. 'Rosca dear, where are you?''Grandfather, is anything the problem?' she asked.“My dear, your grandmother said she left her purse at the hospital. Can you retrieve it?'“Grandfather, how can grandma leave her purse at the hospital? I hope you are not cooking anything bad.” Rosca became cautious. She knows her grandfather. Why didn't he ask his personal secretary or one of the servants to retrieve it?“Rosca, are you telling me I am stupid?' The old man got angry.“Alright, alright. I will get it for her'” Rosca sighed deeply. She quickly drove to the hospital. After retrieving the purse, she went straight to their mansion.“Grandfather, I have brought the purse.” That was the first thing when she reached the entrance of her house. She didn't want to get in. She was sure her family was cooking something. She wanted to give it to the servants so they could pass it, but the old man said she should bring it herself. When she got to t
“Miss Rosca, I really underestimated you," Lambon said with admiration in his eyes. This is the kind of woman he wants. He will get her at all costs.Rosca saw the greediness in his eyes and scoffed. 'You want to marry me, huh, dream on,' she thought to herself.They traded blows, each trying to get the upper hand. Lambo's brute force was no match for Rosca's speed and agility. She ducked and dodged his attacks, landing blows of her own. Lambon grunted in pain, but he kept coming. He threw a wild haymaker that Rosca barely managed to avoid. The fight was getting desperate. Rosca knew she had to end it soon, or she'd tire out.With a quick feint, she caught Lambon off guard and landed a solid hit to his jaw. He staggered back, dazed. Rosca took the opportunity to end it. With a well-placed kick, she sent Lambon sprawling to the ground."Son, you can't lose this battle! " Mrs. Lambon shouted. It will be a disgrace if his son loses a fight to a woman."See, I told you my daughter would w
“Jerome, I will be going to the hospital with Rosca today,” Eleanor sat on his lap and said."No, I will go with you. I always want you to be by my side,” Jerome disagreed."But I will be safe. Nothing will happen since the secret guards are there to protect me.”"No, God has been so good; you are in your seventh month. Last days are always dangerous. I don't know what I will do if anything happens to you.”“Alright, I have heard you." Eleanor, although wanting to go to the hospital with Rosca, knows Jerome is doing this for her safety.… At the Caddel family… .“Old master, Mr. Isaac is on the phone," the butler reported.“Ok, give me the phone," he said while stretching his arms.“Isaac, it's been a while since I heard from you," the old man said with a smile. Isaac is his childhood friend. They shared everything together, including all their secrets. They traveled together and did many things in common.“Yes, my friend, I have been busy recently. My friend, it's been a while since w