Selene had never expected to see Clint cooking so expertly. She stood by the kitchen door, watching him move swiftly. The delicious aroma of the food Clint had cooked drew her attention, and she enjoyed observing him in action. Just then, Clint turned around, sensing her presence.

“Mrs. Denovon, are you impressed with my cooking skills now?” he winked at her and walked towards her.

Selene smiled at him, asking, “I guess so. What have you cooked?”

“Hmm, sausage, bacon, French toast, and Caesar salad. I think these light meals will make for a good breakfast. Would you like orange juice or pineapple juice?” he added, moving to the dining...