The CEO private chef

felt so smal

. Three guests were already seated. An older woman with perfect hair who mus

end. The woman everyon

han one year of my rent. Her hair was perf

was star

tray of food I had cooked with shaking hands. My private c

?" the woman in red s

e table. He looked calm, but his eyes w

he said finally. "S

r mother, frowned. "Since when do you

aid coldly. "She

r eyes were sharp. She looked a

ry young to be a chef.

t important

oser to me, her red dress shin

low. I did not

answer you," the older

"You are so protective of y

watching everything. His face was still hurt from

hen," he said softly. "

elieved, but the wom

spoon and tasted the sou

ever cook before? Or are yo

sult was clear. She meant I w

ming. I held th

id quickly, defending me. He tasted it. "

ou," I w

smiled again, but

aces. But darling, you should be careful. People will talk i

her's voice was dangerously

know how these girls are. They see a billionaire and they thin

was e

falling. I wanted to ru

d a chair s

owly. His face was dark with a

woman in red. His voice wa

ha

ologize to

Are you serious? You are defending

ne in my house. Especially not her." He walked to me and stood beside me

h her, you have a problem

nt. Their mother stared, shocked. T

stood up too. He wal

You have no right to insult her. She is my old classmate. Sh

defending me against the perfect woman in r

ce turned red with an

to me, but her eyes were full of hate

older brother said. "Sa

rying to calm things. "We have guests

ver leaving the woman in red. "She is under my protection. An

to have a romantic dinner with her future husband. Now her fu

is time looking directly at me,

whispered, even

, but his hand on my back was gentle. "Go to the kit

running to the kitchen, my heart pou

younger brother say, "

"No. You will stay here.

rgued behind m

as insulted. But because for the first time in my life, a powerful man had sto

brother

between them m

e kitchen door. I wi

. He entered alone, clos

y, his cold mask gone. His blu

, unable

ped a tear from my cheek with

er insult you again in this

doing this?

long time, his eyes

ate chef. My responsibility. A