Zara’s POV

As we were engrossed in our conversation, a maid discreetly entered the room, interrupting us.

“Apologies for the inconvenience, ladies. Our chef won't be able to make it on time today, so there won't be lunch prepared,” the housekeeper informed us.

The lady pondered for a moment, contemplating our options for lunch.

“If that's the case, we could consider ordering from a buffet or dining out at a five-star restaurant for a change,” Mom suggested.

However, I had another idea brewing in my mind.

“Would it be alright if I take charge of preparing our lunch?” I asked, feeling a surge of confidence.

Stephanie smiled, seemingly impressed. “Wow!...