Daddy! Come Home for Dinner!

Chapter 545: Exposure

Even still, her skills had long surpassed those of a food blogger.

Even if she were to go to a famous high-end restaurant, she wouldn’t feel out of place at all.

It’s just that in the midst of competing, she had already forgotten her original purpose.

The competition had completely aroused her desire to win.

Besides, she had never been someone who would easily give up.

If she had given up so easily, she wouldn’t have given birth to Morgan back then.

And she wouldn’t have taken one step at a time, relying on herself to achieve her current status.

“I just wanted to remind you of this,” Adrian Zhekova laughed, he knew her well, “I know you’re not someone who easily gives up. Since you’ve come this far, you won’t be willing to give up.”

“I was just worried that you might forget about this once you get caught up in the competition, so I wanted to remind you in advance,” Adrian Zhekova said with a smile.

“I remember,” Cindy Clarke nodded.

Adrian Zhekova gently rubbed the top of Cindy’s head.

He didn’t care that many people were watching nearby.

Anyway, most of them were familiar faces, mainly high-level officials from the competition.

The remaining two competitors, Yellen Brooks and Ava Brown, had also seen plenty just now.

It was too late to avoid suspicion now.

So, Adrian Zhekova didn’t bother to avoid it at all.

He lowered his head and kissed Cindy on the forehead: “Are you really okay now?”

“I’m fine,” Cindy said, “I was indeed very uncomfortable at first, but I found that after talking to you for a while, I’m much better now. I can compete normally without fear.”

“Do you still need to process the chicken yourself?” Adrian Zhekova looked at the chicken on the ground that had already completely died and no longer convulsed.

It just looked a bit scary without a head, and its feathers still stained with blood.

Cindy nodded.

She will have to pluck the feathers and clean it.

Adrian Zhekova squinted his eyes, wanting someone else to help Cindy.

Before he could speak, Cindy had already guessed his intentions.

Cindy hurriedly pulled him and said, “No! I’ve been relying on myself in previous competitions. If you suddenly help me now, wouldn’t all my previous efforts be wasted? And wouldn’t all those words I said before end up like slapping my own face?”

“I promise you that I won’t stubbornly resist,” Cindy assured, “If something similar happens again and I really can’t handle it, I’ll give up. Even if it means quitting the competition, I won’t continue to make things difficult for myself.”

Seeing Adrian Zhekova not responding, Cindy grabbed Adrian’s hand and shook it a few times: “Is that okay?”

Originally, she was embarrassed to hold Adrian’s hand.

Her hands were not clean after killing the chicken.

There was even chicken blood on her hands.

But just now, Adrian Zhekova did not mind at all and held her hand directly.

Now, even Adrian’s hand was stained with the still-wet chicken blood from earlier.

The dried up chicken blood remained on Adrian’s hand.

His hands were white and his fingers were long.

The blood-red stains on his fair hands made people feel sorry for his good-looking hands.

As long as Cindy showed a bit of coquettishness, Adrian Zhekova would have no choice but to give in.

At this moment, he still could only lose to Cindy.

“Alright, give it a try, and if you can’t manage, just come out,” Adrian Zhekova said, “Remember, your skills are sufficient to become the head chef of any high-end restaurant under the Flag of Pingla. No head chef at any restaurant needs to personally kill a chicken and pluck its feathers.”

“So, you don’t need to feel like you’re not doing well enough, and you don’t need to persist,” Adrian Zhekova said.

“Okay,” Cindy nodded heavily, “I remember.”

Adrian Zhekova kissed her forehead again before leading people away.

As he turned to leave, he kept looking back at Cindy reluctantly.

Cindy didn’t immediately process the chicken, but watched Adrian Zhekova leave instead.

Every time he looked back, Cindy would smile at Adrian Zhekova to reassure him.

Until she could no longer see Adrian Zhekova.

When she turned her head again, she saw Yellen Brooks and Ava Brown’s dumbfounded faces.

Cindy said embarrassingly, “Actually, there’s one thing Iris Doone and Zoe Silverstone didn’t suspect wrongly.”

“I am with Adrian Zhekova, we are together…” After thinking for a bit, since Adrian Zhekova had been calling her his fiancée, Cindy said, “He is my fiancé.”

Yellen Brooks and Ava Brown gasped in unison.

Even the camera operator following them was not calm.

His hand trembled slightly, holding the camera.

Actually, when Adrian Zhekova suddenly appeared just now, the camera operator was so surprised that he almost dropped his camera.

He managed to steady it, only to watch the interaction between Adrian Zhekova and Cindy.

He completely forgot his own reaction, becoming a human camera stand without emotions.

Now, he still couldn’t calm himself.

Who would’ve thought he’d hear such big news?

The camera operator was troubled, forgetting to ask Billy Houston whether to keep filming or not.

For now, they would pause for a moment.

What if this inadvertently filmed information got leaked?

“You… You two…” Ava Brown stuttered in shock, “You’re really with Master Adrian?”

Cindy nodded: “However, Iris Doone and Zoe Silverstone suspect that our relationship is improper. They think that the Zhekova Family wouldn’t accept my status and that we will eventually break up, so they dare to target me all the time.”

“As for me, I am indeed worried that if our relationship becomes known, some people would think it’s unfair for me to participate in the competition. If I lose, that’s fine. But if I win, they would question whether my victory is fair.”

Yellen Brooks and Ava Brown agreed with what Cindy said.

First there was Zoe Silverstone, then Iris Doone, and today a Blake Walker appeared.

Without any evidence or eyewitnesses, they could feel that Cindy’s achievements were questionable.

Not to mention after the relationship between Cindy and Adrian Zhekova became public.

“Now you both have seen it,” Cindy looked at the two of them, “What do you think? Do you think my achievements have any flaws?”

“Now only you two know, others still don’t know. But if you feel uneasy and think that my achievements have flaws, and that the judges would take Adrian Zhekova into consideration when giving me scores, then I can quit,” Cindy said.

Ava Brown thought for a moment and said, “Cindy, let me ask you a question, don’t get angry.”

“Go ahead,” Cindy nodded.

“In the previous competitions, of course, I didn’t think your achievements had any flaws. It’s just like what we told Blake Walker earlier. In the first competition, I tasted your cooking. In the second one, even though I didn’t taste it, just watching how you handled the dish and seeing the exquisite final product was enough to speak for your culinary skills.”

“As for the taste, I’m willing to trust the judges. Among the five judges, two are our teachers from under Pingla Academy, and the other two graduated from Pingla Academy. Charles Dean has also been a guest lecturer at our academy when he was in Hearth Nation,” Ava Brown said.