#Chapter 293: Together Again

Abby The morning sun filters through the large windows of the mansion’s kitchen, casting a warm, golden glow over the array of ingredients that’s waiting for us. I’m standing at the counter island, a chopping board and a pile of fresh vegetables in front of me. The familiar scents of garlic and herbs fill the air, mingling with the sound of sizzling pans and the occasional burst of laughter from my team. “Merde, John,” Anton exclaims, throwing his hands up in the air. “Two weeks, and you have forgotten how to make a roux!” John chuckles, a deep and gravelly sound. “Oh, hush, Anton,” he teases. “You know I make the best macaroni and cheese you’ve ever tasted. You’ve said so yourself.” Anton grimaces. “No, no,” he says, “I said that your macaroni and cheese is the best I have tasted, but that is only because it’s the only macaroni and cheese I have ever tasted. I would never willingly sully my palate with something so… fatty and unrefined.” Anton’s words lead to a choru