Chapter 294

Anna Green had been studying Julian Blake’s face like a hawk, hoping to catch even the tiniest flicker of emotion that’d reveal how he really felt about her cooking. But no—dude was a brick wall. Totally unreadable. That unreadable expression? Enough to drive someone crazy. Julian finally looked up and gave the most casual nod. “It’s good,” he said simply. Then he ditched the spoon, lifted the bowl, and—boom—polished it off in seconds. Didn’t even blink. Actions speak louder than words, huh? Whatever nerves Anna had, they were gone. She glanced at the now-empty bowl and felt a burst of pride. Proof was right there—zero leftovers. “Seriously? You’re not just being nice, are you?” Sam Green eyed her suspiciously. He still hadn’t erased yesterday’s traumatic memory of her cooking disaster. So Julian’s comment? He wasn’t buying it just yet. Anna shot him a glare. “Excuse me, Sam? What’s that tone supposed to mean?” She arched an eyebrow proudly. “My cooking skills aren’t just for show, oka