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Viola Thompson was watering the plants on the balcony.

At that moment, there was a knock on the door.

She went to open it.

A tall man stood at the entrance, almost 1.9 meters tall. He had to bend over slightly to get in.

“Are you feeling better?” he asked.

Viola knew he was referring to her getting drunk the day before yesterday.

“Much better,” Viola mumbled awkwardly.

Terrence Lentz brought the vegetables and fish into the kitchen. “Have you eaten dinner yet? I’ll do the cooking.”

He smoothly put on the apron hanging on the wall and tied it around his waist.

A pink Hello Kitty apron.

It looked very cute on him.

“I’ll help you.” Viola rolled up her sleeves.

As she spoke, she walked over and picked up a fish from the bag.

To keep the fish fresh, it hadn’t been killed yet.

Viola thought she was quite handy, so killing a fish shouldn’t be a problem.

But before Viola could pick up the fish, Terrence ushered her out of the kitchen. “Little ancestor, don’t add to the chaos in here.”

Viola was speechless.

“Why do you all say the same thing?”

Her cooking wasn’t great, but was it really that bad?

“Who else has said it?” Terrence frowned slightly.

There was a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

“Diana Hershey and Fiona,” Viola replied.

Terrence smiled faintly, “They were right.”

Viola: “…”

Since the silently devoted girl wouldn’t let her help, Viola could only lean against the doorway and watch him work.

Terrence was dressed in a white shirt, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, revealing his well-defined arms.

Strong and powerful.

The apron tied in front of him not only didn’t look out of place, but it added an air of dominance to his demeanor.

Even in the kitchen, he was untouchable.

Indeed, there was truth to that saying.

People who are handsome look good doing anything.

The silently devoted girl clearly had a lot of experience doing these things, and his work on the fish was smooth and quick.

Then he washed the vegetables and started frying them.

In fact, Terrence had never cooked before and couldn’t even fry an egg without breaking it.

He had acquired these skills by following a master chef for half a month.

At that moment, the computer in the room beeped.

Viola said, “Little field, I need to reply to a message.”

Little field?

Terrence raised his eyebrows, a puzzled look in his eyes.

What did ‘little field’ mean?

Did she call the wrong person?

Viola saw the confusion in his eyes and laughed, “Silently devoted girl.”

Terrence · Silently Devoted Girl · Lentz: “…”

Viola went to her room.

The message was from Cleveland: [Master! Urgent help needed!]

Viola replied with cool authority, just one word.

[Send.]

Cleveland immediately sent a link.

Viola clicked on the link.

Both of her hands moved continuously on the mouse.

She pursed her red lips, her hands moving so fast that only a blur was visible.

Her gaze was extremely focused.

At Cleveland’s place.

He stared at the computer screen without blinking, fearing that he might miss something in the next second.

The progress bar went from one percent to twenty, then thirty…

It was so fast!

Finally, it reached one hundred percent!

“Holy shit! My master is amazing!” Cleveland exclaimed out loud.

Doleman, who sat next to him, also looked a bit stunned.

Who would have thought that a virus that ten top hackers couldn’t crack in ten days of continuous work would be solved in less than ten minutes by this person?

Cleveland turned to Doleman, “Doleman, do you think my master could be Taro Milk Tea?”

The boss who made even LW bow down.

Upon hearing this, Doleman burst out laughing, “Stop dreaming. Taro Milk Tea would accept you as a disciple?”