Chapter 224 The Takeouts
The following afternoon, she was sharing a peaceful lunch with her grandmother.
Suddenly, a continuous stream of delivery riders began to arrive, all delivering takeout to Goodridge Manor.
There were at least twenty to thirty delivery bags of various sizes.
When she opened them up, she was surprised to fine chili con carne in all of them.
Each delivery was from a different shop, offering a variety of flavors.
“Who ordered this chili con carne for me? And so much of it, too. How am I supposed to finish all of these?” Raylee was taken aback.
Upon reflection, she realized that such a foolish act could probably only be carried out by a certain someone.
She instantly blushed with annoyance.
Vera stared at the massive pile of takeout with great curiosity. “Ray–Ray, why did you order so much chili con carne? I remember you used to love eating this. Why didn’t you tell me you wanted it today? I could have asked Hazel to make it for you.”
Shaking her head, Kaylee said, “I didn’t order them.”
Vera was taken aback by the answer. “Then who did? There’s so much food, are you sure it’s not a prank?”
“If I’m not mistaken, it’s probably Samuel.”
“What? He still remembers your love for chili con carne?” A glimmer of pride appeared in Vera’s eyes.
“He is probably trying to get on your good side, right? I didn’t see that coming. Initially, all I hoped for was for him not to bully you. Now that he’s trying to win you over, that’s progress. There’s still hope for him yet.”
Raylee denied it, saying, “He doesn’t remember what I liked to eat. Someone else must have told him. In this world, only you remember what I like.”
As she spoke, an image of Percival unconsciously surfaced in her mind.
“Oh? Who is it? Do tell, me. Anyone who cares for my precious granddaughter deserves my deepest gratitude.”
“It’s a very important friend, Grandma. I need to drop by the Goodridge first, but I’ll be back later to eat with you.”
Raylee asked Hazel to bring over an exceptionally large trash bag.
After packing all the takeout into it, she carried it over to the Goodridge residence.
As soon as the housekeeper opened the door, she wasted no time in heading straight for Samuel’s room.
She stormed in with such ferocity that she looked like she was going to rob the place.
The housekeeper followed her closely, frantically inquiring, “Ms. Raylee, what’s the matter? What are you doing in Mr. Goodridge’s room? He’s not at home.”
“This has nothing to do with you.”
The reticent Raylee arrived at Samuel’s room. Without hesitation, she kicked the door open.
Subsequently, she dumped all the takeout from the garbage bag onto Samuel’s bed.
“Ah… Ms. Kaylee, what are you doing?” the housekeeper exclaimed in surprise.
After tossing the garbage bag onto the bed along with the food, Raylee dusted her hands off each other in disgust before speaking.
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Chapter 224 The Takeouts
tell him that I don’t like chili con carne. Oh, no, I mean I don’t like the chili con carne ordered by him!”
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