Soon after, Debbie temporarily set her thoughts aside and treated

Sheffield warmly.

"Hey, Sheffield. This roast beef has been carved from the cow's shoulders and baked by a professional chef hired by your uncle Carlos. Have a taste." The meat from a cow's shoulders was generally suited for barbecuing or hotpots.

With her eyes, she gestured at the maid, who accordingly, sliced a generous portion of black pepper beef and put it on Sheffield's plate.

Sheffield was so happy he grinned like a little boy and said, “Thank you, Aunt Debbie. This looks delicious!"

He put a piece of beef in his mouth and nodded.

“The taste of black pepper is mild. I'm guessing the cook must be an Italian, right?"

“Wow! How did you guess that? That's amazing!" Debbie gave him a thumbs up. It was clear that Sheffield had seen the world with his own eyes.

The bountiful spread of food on the table was a mouth-watering combination of Chinese and Western cuisine. Apart from the Chinese house chef, the Western dishes were prepared by an Italian chef hired especially for tonight's celebration.

Carlos scoffed at the excitement on Debbie's face. A housemaid came to the table with a plate of roasted lamb chops in her hand. He made a mockery of Debbie's tone and said, "Calvert, this is the New Zealand mutton chops. Freshly roasted. Have a taste!”

Everybody sat in stunned silence, baffled to see the man, who was infamous for his arrogance, act in such a childish and immature way.

What Carlos said made Calvert feel less awkward.

“Thank you, Uncle

Carlos," he said politely.

While cutting the meat with his knife, Sheffield thought to himself,

“Calvert, what a coward!*

When a small portion of lamb chops was placed in front of Calvert,

Sheffield glanced at the lamb chops and came up with a joke in his head. He leaned towards Calvert and whispered, "Did you know that roasted Lamb chops help to improve bodily functions and treat impo.

Ahem! You should certainly eat a lot of it!"

Sheffield's voice was so low that the people sitting on the other side of the table couldn't hear him. However, Evelyn, who was sitting next to Calvert, managed to hear what he had said and she almost choked on her juice.

‘Sheffield can be so mean!' she mused.

The others turned to look at them. Calvert's face darkened at their look of confusion. ‘Would it kill this guy to be a little nice to me?"

Although Carlos couldn't hear what they were talking about, when he noticed the dispirited look on Calvert's face, he guessed that

Sheffield must have said something to him. Casting a cold glance at

Sheffield, who was busy eating, Carlos asked, "What? Dr. Sheffield, is the food not up to your satisfaction?"