CEO's Revengeful Queen

Chapter 73: A Pot, an Induction Cooker, and a Packet of Rice

Kathleen nodded. "Yes, what would you like?"

"A pot, an induction cooker, and a packet of spaghetti."

Kathleen's eyes flashed with a trace of surprise, but it did not stay for long. Ethan's assistant was

indeed efficient. Even when someone made such a strange request, she could quickly respond with,

"Okay, Miss White, I will bring all these things to you shortly."

Annetta didn't have to sit around for very long. She received everything she had requested

approximately ten minutes later.

The phone rang just as Kathleen asked someone to help Anentta open the packages.

After answering the phone, Kathleen walked in with a puzzled expression on her face. She asked

hesitantly, "Miss White, may I know if you ordered any takeout with vegetables and meat?"

"That's right! It's here already?" Annetta said, "I'll go down and get it!"

"No need, Miss White. I've already gotten someone to bring it up."

"Okay, thank you."

Annetta thought this assistant was exceptional. She was able to fulfil all of her requests without

question, no matter how bizarre they were. This was someone who was a direct result of Ethan's

training.

Annetta didn't want to bother Kathleen any longer now that everything had arrived. She thanked her,

and Kathleen responded politely, "You are most welcome. It's my pleasure to serve you. Miss White, do

whatever you want. Please come and look for me if you need anything."

"All right!"

After Kathleen left, Annetta looked at the things she had prepared and began to get to work.

Ethan's meeting ended two hours later. He walked into his office with a group of senior executives

behind him. When they reached the entrance of his office, everyone caught the fragrant scent

of spaghetti and vegetables.

This fragrance smelt smoky and was particularly alluring. Several senior executives who were

workaholics subconsciously felt their stomachs grumble.

Howard pushed the office door open and saw an induction cooker and pot on what used to be the

office desk. Annetta was standing behind the desk, cooking vegetables.

When she saw them at the door, she greeted them warmly as if she would invite them in and treat them

next second.

"Was this woman crazy? Treating Young Master Ethan's office as her kitchen?" Howard thought to

himself. He despised this woman even more and wanted her to disappear from Ethan's life as quickly

as possible.

The senior executives also looked at the scene questioningly. They glanced at each other, an

unspoken agreement passed between them, and they left.

Annetta turned off the stove and walked to Ethan. "Ethan, I'm not able to attend class today due to

some circumstances, so I came here to eat lunch with you instead. I heard that your meeting would

take a long time, and I remember that you don't have a good appetite, so I wanted to make lunch for

you."

She reached out her hand and assured him, "See, I have done my best not to make too much of a

mess!"

She pointed and showed him that she had sorted out the rubbish in a corner and had neatly arranged

all of the dishes she had prepared on the coffee table.

After she had said all these things, Annetta realized that Ethan had not said anything and she was

gradually running out of steam.

It had been a spur-of-the-moment decision to cook. She hadn't given it much thought at the time. She

simply assumed that Ethan would be hungry after his meeting and wanted to prepare something for

him.

She suddenly remembered Ethan's obsession with cleanliness. Would he be angry at her for cooking in

his office even though she had already taken care of the trash?

Just as Annetta's heart was feeling uneasy and Howard was waiting for his master to deal with this fool

of a woman, the man spoke.

...

"Howard."

"Yes!" Howard immediately replied. He was secretly pleased that this foolish woman had finally brought

trouble upon herself and provoked his master. One had to know that Ethan would fly into a rage even if Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

a single strand of hair fell onto the carpet, let alone cooking in his office!

This woman was definitely pushing herself to a dead-end!