Chapter 119

Alexander raised an eyebrow in surprise. "Here?" He was standing there in a tailored designer suit from overseas, pretty much radiating that aura of a power player. This kind of humble courtyard? So not his scene. And now Samantha wanted him to cook? In a kitchen that didn't even have a proper exhaust fan and could probably double as a wind tunnel? No way. I mean, he wouldn't even set foot in the state-of-the-art kitchen at home, and that place had every appliance you could imagine. Looking around with a flat expression, he kept his voice even, but the rejection was loud and clear. "Caitlin, how about we go home instead? The kitchen there's fully stocked, and you could whip up something healthy to bring over... doesn't that sound better?" "No, it doesn't." Samantha gave him a pointed look, eyebrows raised in judgment. "What, this place too dirty for you?" Without missing a beat, he nodded. "I'm a Virgo. Clean freak, remember?" Samantha let out a "tsk" and gestured toward the space. "Mr