Chapter 457

The atmosphere grew a little tense. Noticing that Hanson Bentley didn’t look too pleased, Christopher Norton quickly stepped forward. “Claire’s not feeling well. Let me take care of the cooking.” Claire Thompson looked a bit caught off guard. Her eyes landed on Hanson, trying to read his expression. “But Chris is our guest. How can we let him cook? I’m already much better, really. Worst case, you guys help me prep or stir-fry a few dishes. I think I can manage that.” Her tone was soft and meant to be convincing, clearly directed at Hanson. But judging by his expression, he wasn’t really listening. Claire frowned. “Hanson? Did you hear me?” “Yeah.” His face gave nothing away, still wearing that cold, distant look as always. He walked straight over to her, glanced at the woven basket near her leg, then shifted his gaze to her hands. Unlike those pampered daughters of rich families, Claire’s hands weren’t what you’d call pretty. In fact, they were kind of rough. Couldn’t blame her though.