Becoming the Richest Man Alive

“You’re praising me too much. After I tasted the Beef Wellington you altered using your secret recipe, I

thought it was the best in the world. And it wasn’t even personally made by you. So, I thought if you

cooked it yourself, it would be heavenly.”

In reality, those were all his true thoughts. Otherwise, he would not have personally gone to Sheryl. It

was that Beef Wellington that had motivated him to do so.

“Ever since I met that person, I no longer like to hear sweet words from a man,” Sheryl said blandly.

She then fiddled with her hair for a while as though she was uninterested in replying to his flattery. As a

result, Casper felt a little awkward. However, the woman suddenly changed her tone and said, “That’s

because I’ll judge those words directly as lies. But I believe the words you said.”

Sharon sighed. Don’t talk with such long pauses, Sheryl. You make me feel very embarrassed.

Although Casper was rolling his eyes internally upon hearing her words, he kept a smile on his face.

“Thank you for the appreciation!”

However, Sheryl then looked downward again.

“But so what if a meal’s so delicious? Some people only live to eat well but are always hungry. Others

can taste good food since birth, but none of them cherish the delicacies in front of them. I can’t cook

anymore. I’m afraid I’ve let you down, Mr. Simpson.”

He froze upon hearing that. It had not even been that difficult when he was fighting with those in the

Firewolf Chamber of Commerce. She’s a really difficult woman to deal with. She’s been going around in

circles.

“You’re speaking too harshly, Ms. Sheryl. You’re a prodigy. Some chefs can’t even reach your level in

their lifetime, but you can easily achieve it. You’re at the age where your talents are highlighted, but

you’re stopping because of a guy. It’s going to make countless foodies very sad,” Caspar told her

seriously. After all, if he wanted to move her heart, he had to say something that would strike her

deeply. It was essentially the same as when wooing a girl.

Upon hearing those words, Sheryl looked at Casper and asked, “Are you a food lover, then?”

He patted himself on the thigh. “You’re asking the right person. I am.”

Back when he was studying cooking, seven or eight head banquet chefs had been with him. The words

they repeated the most were telling him to love food.

The year his dad made him enter the Chameleon Test, he had no money to eat and went to the

cafeteria to eat others’ leftovers. Thus, he was the kind of person who would truly be grateful for food.

He then explained how he felt when he had no money and had to eat leftovers. “At that time, I felt that

even if they only gave me a piece of bread, I could finish it cleanly. It’ll be a bit dry, but as long as I was

full, the taste didn’t matter!”

He paused, then continued, “During that time, I met a lot of people who couldn’t afford a meal. They

shared the same experience of eating slices of bread with me. The beggars outside school

recommended this cheap sauce to me. At the end of the street, there was a low-income household

owned by Mr. Watson. He made that sauce using lard. So, every time during a meal, it was so fragrant

even if I added just one spoon…”

Looking at Casper, whose saliva was almost dripping by then, Sheryl’s eyes gradually brightened. She

suddenly covered her mouth and giggled as her eyes crinkled in amusement.

After laughing for a long time, she then finally calmed down and said, “You’re great, Mr. Simpson.”

Both Elena and Casper were dumbfounded by that compliment. The former then turned to look at the

man puzzledly. Why do women like you so much?

“How nice would it be if I met someone like you back then?” Sheryl continued as she smiled bitterly.

“What a pity that it’s impossible.”

However, Sharon then stood up, crying out, “Why’s it impossible? He’s single. Mr. Simpson, if you

agree to be my sister’s boyfriend, I’ll quit and join your company now!”

Once she heard those words, Elena immediately widened her eyes at Casper. Although poaching

Sharon would be a great help to Tycoon Hotel, she did not want the man to agree.

“Don’t play around, Sharon. He has someone else in his heart,” Sheryl scolded. Although the woman’s

was weak and her voice was frail, Sharon sat down obediently and kept quiet.

Casper rubbed his nose. He felt somewhat embarrassed that Sheryl had realized he liked someone

else. He asked shyly, “Um, how could you tell?”

Curling her hair around her fingertips, Sheryl answered, “Ever since I was deceived by a man, I’ve

been studying how to see through their hearts. Your current behavior is the same as I was back then.

As long as they say anything, you’re willing to do anything for them. You’ll act very silly.”

“Yeah, as long as she mentions it to me, I can get her anything!”

Once he thought of his goddess’ smile, he felt that everything was worth it.

“Elena, why’s your face suddenly so red?” asked Sharon.

When Casper saw his secretary’s face turning red, he said in concern, “Yeah, Ms. Schneider, why is

your face growing so red… Don’t tell me your period’s coming. You need to drink more warm water.”