Pampered By Power: The True Heiress Returns

Chapter 353

The silence in the room felt heavy with no one daring to speak No one could tell hose long it had been finally,

Plete broke the silence. “It’s not every day that we're all here together How abom ser quake wnnitse? A

housewarming party

When no one replied, Phoebe glanced at Elysia, her eyes pleading silently for help

The tension in the air was unbearable.

| Elysia didn’t say something soon, Phoebe might just burst into tears.

Seeing Phoebe’s desperate look, Elysia cleared her throat, trying to ease the tension. “Usually, it's just Phoebe

and me. He can’t exactly throw a party with just the two of us. But with my brothers here today, it's the perfect

tto liven things up

Holden raised an eyebrow, glancing up at her. “What kind of fun are you talking about, Elyse?”

Elysia looked at Phoebe, her mind spinning. Then, it hit her. “How about we make sseafood stew?”

“Here? In the house?” Holden asked, surprised.

Elysia replied, “Of course. What, you don’t trust my cooking?”

Fabian finally looked up, his deep eyes softening. “We trust you, Elysia. It's just... Cooking can be a lot of work. |

don’t want you to wear yourself out.”

Elysia smiled warmly. “I'm not tired at all. Cooking for people | care about is actually a lot of fun.”

Her expression turned serious as she spoke, and Fabian’s heart softened. He had planned to just order takeout,

but seeing her so eager to cook, he reconsidered.

“Fabian,” Elysia said with a little pout, “don’t you want to try the seafood stew | make?”

Fabian’s smile grew fond. “As long as it’s made by you, Elysia, I'll love it no matter what.”

He added with a playful grin, “Alright, you're in charge this time. But next time? No cooking. A girl's hands

shouldn't be used for washing dishes or slaving over a stove.”

Elysia’s lips curled into a small smile, her eyes twinkling. She ignored his comment about the dishes, focusing

only on the first part.

After Fabian’s agreement, a wave of relief washed over her. This was enough for her.

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Phoebe’s grin stretched across her face, and she couldn't help but think, ‘Finally, the tension was broken. Elysia

really knows how to fix things when it gets this awkward.

But then, thinking about Elysia’s seafood stew, Phoebe felt her mouth water. She remembered the last tshe

had tasted it -the base of the stew was amazing, a flavor she could still recall perfectly. It had left her craving

more ever since.

In truth, Elysia was an incredible cook.

Phoebe bounced on her feet, eyes sparkling with excitement. “Let's head to the supermarket now. We'll grab the

ingredients and cback so we can start...”

She shot a quick glance at Elysia, her eyes conveying everything that needed to be said. The others didn’t need

any more explanation.

Phoebe was clearly a foodie, and she wasn't trying to hide it.

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What she really meant was: Let's get back quickly so we can start cooking that seafood stew.

No one objected. Whether they left a little earlier or later didn’t matter.

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After leaving Royal Bay, they zoomed westward, eventually pulling up in front of Sivro’s biggest supermarket.

The group piled out of the car, and with their striking looks, they immediately turned heads.

Girls’ eyes practically sparkled, and the guys couldn't look away, practically drooling.

‘What kind of dream team is this? Movie stars don’t even look like this... Wait, movie stars... one passerby

thought, trying to place them.

All eyes landed on one man in particular-wearing sunglasses and a mask. Something about his figure felt

vaguely familiar, but they couldn't quite figure out where they'd seen him before.

After a moment, they shrugged it off. With such stunning people around, they weren't about to waste time

thinking about sguy who might just be a movie star. After all, they'd regret missing this scene forever.

As they watched Elysia and Phoebe walking at the center of the group, their looks shifted to envy.

They couldn't help but wish they could be Elysia and Phoebe-strutting through a supermarket and surrounded by

so many handsguys. They didn’t even need all the guys to accompany them-just one would've been

enough.

But when they finally got a good look at Elysia’s and Phoebe’s faces, they realized how unrealistic their wishes

were.

They thought God really wasn’t playing fair. If He closed one door, He should at least leave a window cracked for

them, but apparently, he didn’t do that for them.

Looking at those two girls, they couldn’t help but think that God had given them more than just a door or a

window. They just hit the jackpot, and their luck was on a whole different level.

The group time.

walked into the supermarket without a hitch. Holden still couldn't believe he wasn’t the one getting swarmed this

Things were going unusually smoothly.

‘Am | fading into the background?‘ he wondered, shaking his head. ‘No way...

He sped up, catching up with the rest of the group. As they reached the vegetable aisle, the stares hit them

again.

People didn’t usually see this many good-looking folks in the vegetable aisle, a place normally crowded with

middle-aged

women.

After picking out their items, the group headed to the checkout. The cashier caught sight of them, her face

flushing as she shyly smiled and her hands shaking as she tried to handle the register.

She handed Fabian the receipt, her voice barely above a whisper. “Sir...”

Fabian took it without even glancing at her and walked off. The others followed closely behind.

Only then did the cashier dare to glance up at them again. But after a quick peek, she quickly looked away,

focusing back on her work. Still, the image of him stuck in her mind.

She had never seen anyone like him before. He had a jaw-dropping face with the slightest frown, a perfectly

tailored suit, and the aura of someone at the top of the food chain.

Her heart skipped a beat as she tried to remember his face.

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When they got back to Royal Bay, Elysia was about to start preparing the ingredients, but Holden stopped her.

“Just give us the instructions, Elysia. You don’t need to do the work,” he said, his voice firm.

Yehoshua immediately stepped in, holding up a high stool. “Standing around is exhausting. Take a seat and boss

us around.”

With a gentle push, he helped her into the seat. Meanwhile, Javier pulled out a fresh cut of beef. “Elysia, want me

to slice this for you?”

“Yeah, slice it,” Elysia said, nodding.

“Got it,” Javier replied, setting the beef on the chopping board. He grabbed a knife and began slicing with quick,

confident

movements.

Holden watched, impressed. “Javier, your knife skills... you're really good.”

“Easy stuff,” Javier said, his hands moving with practiced precision.

Holden blinked, thinking, ‘Right, | forgot. Javier's a doctor. He's probably done a lot of this stuff.

Yehoshua was peeling a potato, but then he noticed Holden just standing there, looking totally lost. With a casual

flick of his wrist, he tossed a tomato at him.

Holden barely managed to catch it.

He stared down at the tomato in his hands, thinking, ‘What am | supposed to do with this?‘

Yehoshua raised an eyebrow. “You don’t know what to do with it?”

Holden shook his head, still unsure.

“Really? You know how to peel it, right?” Yehoshua asked with a sigh.

“Yeah, | can do that,” Holden said quickly.

“Good. Grab a knife and peel it,” Yehoshua said, pointing to the counter.

“Alright,” Holden said with a nod.

Elysia watched them from her seat, intrigued. She hadn't realized Yehoshua knew so much about cooking.

She thought, ‘If you dip the tomato in boiling water to peel it, the heat cooks it, and it loses its fresh taste. But if

you just peel it with a knife, it keeps its natural flavor.

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