Chapter 35 Privileged Rich Kids

• “The chicken soup is quite good, Sam. I have really underestimated you. You have so many hidden talents!”
• When I first got into the house, Angelina was complaining that I was heartless and that I was about to starve her to death. Especially when she saw that there was only chicken soup, she was even more pissed; she even said that she wasn’t willing to have chicken, unless it was the type that was boiled with woodfire and home cooked. But what she was saying now proved that her taste buds were already conquered by my chicken soup, which was prepared with so much love.
• When I was to humbly reply, Angelina’s phone rang. It looked like Patrick was calling.