My Lord, My Billionaire Master

Of the palace

William Cullen sat back on the chair, his face was filled with impatience, and he reached out and took out his own personal phone from the table, the Mobile Screen was recorded in his phone, and the last line was recorded in Alice Clyne's record.

Damn woman.

She did not have to call him back in San Francisco.

He spoke so righteously!

She really had the guts!

Last night, he wanted to rush back to the company to take care of urgent matters. Seeing that she was worried about her family, he didn't even ask her to come back with him, he even left Daniel and the other bodyguards to her so she could come back alone on the yacht.

Yet, she didn't even say a word of 'touched' to him when she returned!

"Bam!"

William Cullen was so angry that he slammed his fist on the table. The thin lip tightened its grip as flames flickered in its eyes.

Looking at the time, William Cullen stood up and left the table, it was staff time for dinner.

When William Cullen appeared in the staff restaurant, he just happened to hear everyone complaining -

"Are you kidding me? What's going on today? The meal is going so slowly."

"Hurry up and hurry up on the kitchen. I've almost broken down from writing the program, so I haven't eaten yet."

"You're tired from writing the program, so should I go out and deal with those media outlets? I haven't even had time for lunch, so I'm starving."

"What lousy cooks, write a joint letter to the manager, change the cookers!"

Hearing the voices, William Cullen 's expression suddenly turned cold, and he slowly walked in.

When some people noticed William Cullen, they exclaimed and looked towards William Cullen in unison, overwhelmed by the unexpected favor, "CEO, why have you come to the employee cafeteria?"

William would never step into this kind of place.

"What are you all standing around for, sit down! Are you afraid that I won't give you food to eat?" William said coldly.

"I don't dare, I don't dare."

He dared not to say that out loud. In less than ten seconds, all the well-dressed elite staff had found a spot to sit down. All of them were sitting like primary school students.

William Cullen glanced at them unhappily, then walked towards the kitchen door.

Daniel stood at the door and saw him lowering his head. He thought that William Cullen was angry that the dishes had not prepared, and was just about to speak up for Alice Clyne when William Clyne impatiently waved his hand and told him to

scram.

Daniel could only leave silently.

William Cullen reached his hands out to push open the door a little, and the fragrance of food drifted out, causing his stomach to become empty.

This woman really knew how to grab his stomach.noveldrama

He looked inside and sawAlice Clyne standing in front of the big pot. She was wearing a white chef uniform and had a tall hat on her head.

There were plates of Egg - Fried Rice on a long table at the side, and they were beautiful and golden in color.

Were they all her doing?

William Cullen stood at the door and watched her quietly.

She strenuously scooped up the food, and her entire body was practically hanging

from the handle of the spoon, but suddenly, she collapsed forward due to exhaustion. William Cullen 's gaze trembled, and immediately pushed the door open to enter, "Alice Clyne!"

There was a hint of panic in his voice that he hadn't noticed.

"Ah!"

Alice Clyne was also shocked as she immediately retreated, and she was only able to stay away from the boiling pot.

It was a false alarm.

Her face was flushed red as she stood up steadily. Only then did she raise her eyes and look at William Cullen.

Seeing that she was safe, William Cullen secretly let out a breath of relief, and continued to ridicule, "This is the first time I've seen someone stir-frying themselves into a pot."

It wasn't because of him, she wasn't a professional chef.

Alice Clyne thought with some resentment.

Suddenly, he glared at her face, "What's wrong with your face?"

Alice Clyne reached out her hand to cover her swollen face, and said with a

slightly dejected look in her eyes, "It's nothing."

"Who beat you up?"

His voice was extremely cold.

Who would dare to touch her woman!

"I accidentally bumped into it." Alice Clyne brushed her hair, concealing half of her swollen face, and then brought the topic over, asking, "Why are you here?"

"

"Accidentally bumped into it? Alice Clyne, you are always surprisingly stupid. Gong Ou snorted, he did not ask any further questions, and said: "Let me supervise your progress, it's too slow, all my subordinates are shouting about how hungry they are."

"You can start serving. I've already stir-fried so many plates."

When Alice Clyne said this, she carefully observed his expression.

If he disliked her cooking only Egg - Fried Rice, what could she do? She would

not have the ability or time to cook anything else, so she could only accept the punishment.

Unexpectedly, he did not say anything and directly walked out.

Not long after, the employees of the restaurant walked in group by group to take

out the Egg - Fried Rice that was prepared. Alice Clyne continued to work hard to cook the food in the big pot.

In the dining hall, dishes of Egg-Fried Rice were placed on the table.

It was colourful and tasty.

When the staff saw that the Egg Fried Rice remained untouched, they waited. After waiting for three minutes and seeing that no new dishes were served, they finally realized that there was only one, Egg Fried Rice for dinner.

The grumbling was heard once again.

"What's going on? Why did you make us wait so long for a plate of Egg-Fried Rice?"

"What's wrong with the kitchen today? Did Old Tom and the others strike together? What are they doing?"

"This meal doesn't taste good either. There aren't many ingredients in it, just sausages and eggs?"

"My wife cooks better than that."

The restaurant was suddenly filled with complaints.

"Bam."

With a loud noise, William Cullen smashed a chair into pieces, causing the entire restaurant to become silent.

William Cullen stood there and looked at them coldly, his voice hard as he said, "You have handled this emergency well, so this meal is for you!"

Everyone looked at each other. They were all trying to find a trace of a joking expression on William Cullen's face, but none of them could find it.

The reward was a plate of Egg-Fried Rice?

It doesn't make sense to play like this.

A fawning manager spoke, "CEO, tonight's Egg - Fried Rice is really delicious.

It's different from what I've eaten in the past. The rice is especially delicious. Is it

the chef's turn?"

Hearing this, the corner of William Cullen 's mouth hooked up.

Of course, he was the one who ordered it, of course it was delicious.

Just as William Cullen was about to sit down at a table in front of everyone, he heard an honest staff member in the comer saying, "How did it taste good? There's even an egg that's been fried until it's roasted. It doesn't taste good." William Cullen stood there, his face suddenly turned cold, he looked at the man and said coldly: "Throw him out, do not let me see him again!"

Daniel was carrying two plates of Egg-Fried Rice over when he heard this, and he lowered his head and said, "Yes, Young Master."

Very quickly, two bodyguards rushed in and chased the honest employee out in front of everyone.

The rest of the staff did not dare to complain anymore. All of them lowered their heads to scoop up the rice in their mouths, praising the chef for his excellent work.

William Cullen sat down, picked up a spoon and scooped a spoonful of Fried Rice into his mouth, chewing on it with relish.

The staff all had a ghastly expression. The CEO was actually dining with them. Was it to test everyone's attitude?

Thus, the staff began to eat the rice one by one. They ate it all without leaving a single grain of rice and resolutely promoted the good traditional virtue. When William Cullen ate the three plates of Egg-Fried Rice with an elegant appearance and ate the fourth plate again with great speed, everyone's look changed once again.

The CEO really likes Egg-Fried Rice, doesn't he?

Was the president really testing them?

But wasn't the CEO a noble from the United Kingdom? Why was her sense of

smell so different from that of an ordinary person? Could it be that there was some deeper meaning behind the Egg-Fried Rice that they couldn't understand? Thus, everyone asked for another round.

In the end, those who had not yet understood the situation had a whole new level

of understanding towards the CEO's taste, and their emotions were all

inexplicably complex.

In the kitchen.

"Phew - I'm finally done."

Alice Clyne let go of the ladle that was thicker than her arms, she then sat down

on the ground weakly, as her two arms were so tired that she couldn't feel

anything.

I'm so tired.

Never so tired.

It was really strange. She had prepared 500 servings of Egg-Fried Rice, but somehow, the serving staff kept telling her that someone was going to add another plate to her plate ...

On average, everyone seems to have eaten two or three plates.

It almost killed her.

Everyone in the N.E. 's were big eaters, so people who eat too little can not make

technology now?

"William Cullen, you weirdo!" Alice Clyne shouted out towards the empty kitchen, venting her dense resentment.

Daniel pushed open the door and walked in. Hearing her angry shouting, he laughed and said, "Miss Clyne, Young Master is inviting you to his CEO's office."

Please? An order.

"Got it."

Alice Clyne struggled to stand up from the ground, both of her legs as heavy as

lead. She took off her chef uniform and walked forward like a zombie.

Daniel felt sympathy.

Taking the elevator up to the 29th floor, Alice Clyne pressed on the doorbell for the

CEO's office, and the closed door automatically opened.

What a big Office of the President from the door.

Was this CEO used as a playground?

Alice Clyne secretly cursed in her heart. She walked forward tiredly and stopped

in front of his desk, "Mr. Cullen, do you have any instructions for me to come

over?"

William Cullen was furiously typing away on his keyboard, and upon hearing her

words, he looked up at her eyes that were completely red from the heat. "Sit here and eat."

He reached for a chair beside her.

It was only then that Alice Clyne noticed the plate of Egg-Fried Rice on the corner

of his desk, which was giving off heat.

"I'll eat at your place?" Shi Xiaonian was stunned.

Wasn't the CEO's office supposed to be high and mighty?

"Where else would you like to eat?" Hearing that, William Cullen's face turned

cold.

It was enough to make him blush all the time.

"I'm just afraid to disturb you." Alice Clyne said, she did not have the strength to argue with him.

"Sit down."

"Oh."

Alice Clyne walked to the chair beside him and sat down. Two arms hung by her

side and couldn't be lifted no matter how hard she tried.

After lifting her up a few times, she was defeated.

She was too tired to care about her empty stomach.

"Still not eating?" William Cullen glanced at her.

'TH eat it now."

Alice Clyne sighed lightly. She clenched her teeth and used all her strength to

grab the silver spoon, but her fingers were still trembling.