Chapter 477

It was already late at night. The wonton noodles Dylan Han had the kitchen send up didn’t hit the spot—Isabella Goodwin barely took two bites before putting it aside. It just didn’t taste anything like she remembered. Seeing that, Dylan’s face darkened instantly. He turned on the young guy who brought the food and snapped, “You can’t even get a simple bowl of noodles right? What’s the point of keeping you around?” The poor kid froze, just hanging his head, clearly too scared to say a word. Isabella couldn’t watch anymore. “Let it go,” she cut in. “It’s not their fault. I’m just not feeling it tonight—flavors feel bland. I’m in the mood for something stronger.” The moment she spoke, Dylan’s mood did a total flip. His tone softened in a heartbeat. “You don’t want this? Then what are you craving?” “Not tonight. Maybe tomorrow... I think I want lamb rice noodles.” “Alright, I’ll have them make that tomorrow.” Dylan pretty much never said no to her. Not that she made any crazy requests eith