Chapter 258 Twist Of Events

• Mireille smiled at the meal on the dinning table before stretching her arms a bit with a tired yawn leaving her lips. She had asked the cooks to leave the job to her for the night.
• Mireille bent low, taking in the aroma of the dishes she made. It was great and she could already imagine the look on Dante's face when he tasted her food.
• "Come to think of it, I have never cooked for him before." She mumbled to herself.