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Sigrid gave him a look of disdain, reached out her hand to help him press a few times, adjusted the temperature and time, and then covered the lid.

Dock the steak and opened the package where the steak was sealed in and read the instruction on how to cook it. Then he turned on the other hotplate doing the same as Sigrid had shown bin and put butter into the pan.

Bering he had put the pan at a high temperature, Sigrid quickly lowered the temperature. She was about to explain that it was not necessary to cook a steak at a high temperature when she saw him put the steak and the pan…

“You just put down the batter it’s not hot enough yet, but you already put the steak into a? she wondered

She looked up and saw his serious face, as if he was involved with a project worth millions. Shecouldn’t help but findit funny

“Why are you laughing?” Noticing that she was laughing. George turned his head and frowned slightly, wondering it he had made a mistake.

“Nothing, I just find the way you cook very interesting Sigrid looked down slightly and noticed the pattern of the apron he was wearing. After thinking for a second, she took out her mobile phone from her pocket and took photos of him

“Don’t take any photos, dearge potested

You took pictures of me before, so I want to take photos of you too!” sigrid thought that it was in for her revenge for when she wore the bunny costume,

George was having a day! not he begged for it!

George had no choice but to turn slightly to avoid Sigrid taking too many pictures of his wearing the apron.

Sigrid thought fast and recorded another video of him. Just a ten–second vile. She came straight around in front of him and took a clear picture of his apron.

She saved the video and the photos she had taken with her phone and created a password so nobody would see them. Then she sai George frying the steak and was trying to guess what he would come up with

In fact, the steak was to make

“Flip it,” said Sigrid

“What do need to flip? George thought to himsel

“Flip the steak,” she said having the strange sensation that they were not speaking the same language.

George frowned and looked on one side and took a spatula, and took the steak and flipped it with the spatula onto the other side, splashing the butter.

Sigrid was so scared that she took her steps back quickly to avoid being splattered. She sighed with clief and said, “You have to be careful Don’t get hurt.”

“okay.” Cinorge was serious. Cooking was such a technical art. Chefs did such a dimcult thing every day in their kitchens. Once back home, the wages of his chef should be

Right after that, the water seamed boiling in the patient to the steak, and white bubbles constantly rose.

George was a bit fostered “What’s going on?

Halong finger pointed at the pot with the boiling water where the spaghetti was being cooked. If he didn’t do anything to stop, all the water would come out!

Sigrid removed the lid, and the boiling gradually reduced by itself. Then she walked around and turned off the hotplate, and covered it again with the lid. “Wait for ten minutes, and then start boiling the water and it will be done.”

George nodded and asked, “is the steak done?!

He didn’t like to eat his steak too well done when it was a high–end steak. This steak wasn’t expensive, and he knew it was not a good one. He wondered whether they would be kack if the steak was not cooked properly

“Take the scissors and cutie” Sigrid took a big pair of scissors, washed them, ander the steak in the middle. Seeing the meat was slightly red, she turned off the hotplate, flipped. the steak, and stir–fried it with the remaining heat of the pan. As for the spaghett, she chose to tum the hear off and cover the spaghettinstead of just loving the lid off

“You’re good at doing these things,” George said. But he was not feeling at ease. He remembered that Rebecca couldn’t cook. Even if the Vincent family was not richer powered, Sigrid did not need to cook herself

“When my dad and my step–mother married, they often went out to have ban and took Rebecca with them and also the helper to cook for them. I was left alone at home. I didn’t have to clean, but had to eat and find a way to cook for mell.”

As Sigrid was speaking, she took the potatoes put and began to make mashed potatoes.

George Browned and asked. “How old were you at the time?”

“Twas just entering primary school,” Sigrid said

She still remembered when they’d left for over a month, the longest time ever they were gone. They left her dume at home and had given her a thousand for expenses.

Even though a thousand didn’t seem like much money and prices were not that highs at the time, as she was a child and did not know how to bargain when buying vegetables at the market, she was being Lipped off. But with time, she did learn how to live inngally as she did not know when her father would come back.

Asatent of all this, she learned that for cooking spaghetti, it was usual to first boil the water is onder not to use the hotplate for too long, so it would use too much electricity

“Do you have a bad relationship with your family?” George asked Herecalledewrything he had seen in the Vincent family in the past few years. Franklin was a cunning butaman Both his daughters were good booking, with such good looks, be could only tear them well.

Although Kama was not sigrid’s biological mother, she would a ported to be nice. At least, she would not be worse with Signal

Bebecca was very corful when she’d been wath him and acted as it she had a good relationship with her sister, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that they were not close.

But he would bare never expected that her bendy would have left Stgold home alone at such a young ALZA.

Were they alport of money to hire someone to take care of bei? dieorge thought

“It can’t say it was bad. I was just that they didn’t prally care about me,” said Sigrid she had only told Bachel about this before, but today she couldn’t help but tell him more, “in fact, my dad and step–mother treated me well compared to other children who have a stepinother on antepfather. At least they didn’t abuse me. On the contrary, they gave me