Chapter 1127 Interlude (VI)

• By the time they got home, Mr. Fullner’s dad was already bustling around the kitchen—he knew Madison Sawyer was coming for dinner. The moment Chadwick Fullner pushed the door open, a wave of rich, homey smells rolled out. Madison let out a playful shout: “Wow, Mr. Wembley, why didn’t you wait for me? I was planning to learn a few tricks from you. Your cooking is the best.” She darted straight into the kitchen.
• Mr. Wembley, delighted, said, “Learn what? I’m idle at home every day anyway. If you like the food, just come eat with Chad every day.”
• Madison stuck her tongue out. “Freeloading every day? That’s not cool. And making you cook in this heat—no way. The least I can do is help.” She rolled up her sleeves to get busy, which made Mr. Wembley panic a little. “Go sit and rest. I’ve got it. The kitchen’s hot—go cool off in the living room. Just wait to eat.” Madison wouldn’t hear it; she insisted on being his sous-chef.