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Zuko glared at Toph. Before he could say anything, Wendy, the nanny who had been taking care of them since they
were little, came over with a smile. “Mr. Toph, this brand is decent. It’s cheap and has a large volume. It’s
economical! I’ll use this to fry sometime for you both tonight!”
“Don’t use this one first!” Zuko said in a serious manner.
“Huh?”
“Uh, I mean…” Zuko rubbed his nose with an evasive gaze. “Don’t use it up too quickly!”
Wendy was confused. It was not like the Hamertons could not afford the peanut oil, but she nodded anyway.
Zuko watched the servants put the items away, neatly kept in the cabinets according to his request, like he was
watching over some treasure, and flashed a pleased smile.
“I’m going to see our parents,” he said and left, leaving Toph and Wendy stunned.
Wendy asked, “Mr. Toph, what’s gotten into him? When have either of you come into the kitchen and got concerned
over how things are kept since you were kids?”
Toph had always been smart. In addition to Jacob’s visit a few days ago and finding out from him the little news of
his elder brother in Jangasas, he quickly pieced the clues together.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“No need to find it odd.” Toph smiled. “I think Zuko’s not only presentable outside but can make himself useful in
the kitchen too now!”
“What? Aren’t there people serving him in Jangasas’ villa!?”
“He might not be staying there!”
“You mean…” Wendy felt bad. “He’s having a hard time in Jangasas?”
Toph thought about it and grinned. “Probably enjoying it, though!”
Wendy could not understand him and sighed with a shake of her head before she went off to work.
The chauffeur came over to pick up Zuko. He traveled over half a Hamerton Manor to arrive at Zen Residence,
where his parents lived.
Robert came out to welcome him and asked him to wait before going upstairs with a smile.
Zuko was confused. “Why?”
“You can go up too, Mr. Zuko, but don’t disturb them first,” replied Robert.
Zuko understood it right away. His parents must be publicly displaying their affection for each other, so no one
could interrupt them.
He went upstairs quietly and came to the glasshouse on the top floor. Cordelia and Zephyr were coming up with
new desserts there.
Zuko took a glance.
Zephyr was fighting with a glob of cream and was unable to pipe his desired effect despite many attempts. Cordelia
looked at him with harmless disdain and complained about him being slow before putting her hand over his with a
smile to help him pipe the cream on the cake.
Small pink flowers were piped on the white cake, looking refreshing and pretty. There was some cream left after
they decorated the cake, so Zephyr swiped some on Cordelia’s nose. The two of them then messed with each other
in the glasshouse.
Zuko was actually moved, watching from afar.
The villa’s top floor did not have this glasshouse when he was younger.
One day, Cordelia spoke about the days she and Zephyr used to run a cafe in Jangasas and smiled incredibly,
blissfully talking about it. Zephyr’s eyes were naturally stuck on her when she spoke.
That was how he remembered what she said and immediately asked for the design and construction to be done,
building a big and beautiful glasshouse patisserie kitchen on the top of the villa…
Zuko could never forget the surprise, excitement, and bliss on his mother’s face when she saw the dazzling
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmglasshouse. She had turned to throw herself into his father’s arms, turning into a young girl in love once more at
that moment. His father had held her gently, his doting gaze exclusively on her.
Zuko breathed out a long sigh and smiled helplessly. He and Toph had endured too many public displays of affection
from their parents since they were kids. He had already surrendered to this reality—his parents were true love,
while he and Toph were simply accidents!
“Who’s outside?” Cordelia’s voice sounded suddenly.
Zephyr went to open the door and abruptly met his son’s gaze.
To make his wife happy, he was smudged with cream like Santa Claus…
Zuko burst out laughing, unable to help it.
“Why didn’t you let us know you’re coming back!?” Zephyr glared and smacked him. “And you’re hiding at a spot
like this. What if you scared your mother?”
“Hey, I’m not that fragile!” Cordelia forgot her husband when she saw her son. “Zuko, come have a taste. I just
made this cake!”
“Darling, isn’t it for me?” complained Zephyr.
“How old are you? Why are you fighting over it with your son!?” retorted Cordelia.
“I…” Zephyr stood rooted as he watched Zuko take the cherry blossom cake away and even turn around to make a
funny face at him.
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