Chapter 13

Amy Brook didn't think much of it. After making a pot of the herbal soup, she brought it to Callum. He took just one sip, and the slightly greasiness rushed into his stomach. He immediately lost his appetite and felt slightly nauseous. "This doesn't taste right." With a dark expression, Callum flipped the entire bowl over. George and Amy exchanged looks in distress. "Mr. Fenwick, I already followed Ms. Slate's recipe. I really tried." Amy spoke in a trembling voice. She was afraid of losing her job. Callum frowned and walked into the kitchen. He followed the steps Zaria had once taught him and tried to recreate the soup. "Wrong! Wrong! All of this is wrong!" He smashed bowl after bowl. The irritation in his heart grew increasingly stronger. The process was exactly the same, yet no matter what, the soup just didn't taste right. Was it really just because Zaria wasn't there? The more Callum thought about it, the angrier he became. He destroyed the entire kitchen in a fit of ra