Chapter 88

LUCAS’S POV Although the thought of Professor having a meeting with Lucian right now bothered my mind, not because of anything else, but because of Elora. I suggested Elora should rather busy herself with cooking and focus on the smell of chicken than think too much. She loved chicken, so why not? After stepping out to get fresh ingredients and more chicken than anyone in this house could finish, I decided to get some work done upstairs while she cooked. Not long after, her voice rang through the house. “Lucas! Come pass me the seasoning.” Huh? Did I hear her right? I froze in my chair, blinked twice, then rushed downstairs to see what happened. “What is it? What happened?” She turned while holding the spoon, her brows raised like I was the one being ridiculous. “The seasoning, Lucas. Pass it for me. Don't just stand there.” I stared at her in disbelief. “Elora, you yelled my name because of what….seasoning? The nerve of you, making me think you were hurt or something.” Her lips twitch