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The billionaire's cook

"How dare you splash that filthy, muddy water on me?" Flower's voice rang out angrily as she confronted Charles. Stepping out of his sleek car, Charles casually tucked his hands into his pockets, his eyes scanning Flower from head to toe. "It suits you," he finally muttered, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips. "What? You shameless, senseless jerk! If stupidity could fly, you'd be a private jet. Total scumbag," Flower retorted passionately, her frustration boiling over. And then, without hesitation, she swiftly delivered a sharp kick to his unmentionables. Charles groaned in pain, but fate had more in store for him. Flower's fury propelled her to give him an unexpected yet forceful push, sending him tumbling into the muddy water below. A burst of hearty laughter erupted from Flower as she swiftly turned on her heels, making a quick getaway from the scene. ... Flower Cunningham had always dreamt of becoming a renowned chef and owning one of the trendiest restaurants in Las Vegas, USA. With her exceptional culinary skills and the ability to lure anyone in with the tantalizing aromas of her food, Flower thrived in the fast-paced world of gastronomy. She dedicated her life to perfecting her craft while balancing the responsibilities of caring for her disabled father, loving mother, and her supportive siblings. On the other hand, we have Charles Hamilton, the epitome of wealth and popularity, not just in the USA but across the globe. As the enigmatic and elusive billionaire, Charles was the face behind Hamilton's Group—the behemoth conglomerate with numerous divisions worldwide. His mysterious demeanor often left his employees puzzled, trying to decipher his ever-changing moods. When Flower and Charles first crossed paths, it was nothing short of chaotic. It became an unforgettable moment that would shape their lives forever. As fate would have it, Flower was soon employed as Charles's personal chef, marking the beginning of a thrilling game.

Rejoice_Diamond · Urban
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48 Chs

Amazed

Students rushed towards Tifana and started snapping photos.

"Tifana!"

"Finally, the dolls are complete!"

"My babies!"

"I love The Dolls."

"You girls are fire!"

Tifana joined Julienne, and they started posing together, attracting the attention of students like popular celebrities.

Julienne suddenly opened the car door and pulled out Honey Bell.

Honey Bell is dressed in a sleek, form -fitting black dress that reaches just below the knee. The dress highlights her hourglass figure, with strategic ruching at the waist and a subtle sweetheart neckline. The simplicity of the dress is enhanced by a flowing chiffon overlay from the waist down, adding a touch of elegance. She pairs the dress with black ankle strap heels and accessorizes with a statement necklace, sparkling silver earrings, and a stack of delicate bangle bracelets, creating a polished and sophisticated look.

"Gosh! Who is she?"

"She's so cute."

"Is she a new student?"

"I love your dress."

"She looks great."

"Give me your face, please."

"She's our friend, Honey Bell. You can call her Honey. She is joining The Dolls soon," Tifana winked, and they began moving into the school compound.

"I love your name, Honey."

"I can't wait for you to join The Dolls."

"She looks like a doll."

MC COY'S MANSION

A pair of customized sneakers appeared on the stairs... JLG was inscribed on every part of it, giving it a uniquely expensive look.

The maids held the trays tighter, and Jackson's face finally came into view as he stepped down. If hotness was a person, it would be him. His natural cocoa brown eyes would leave girls on their toes, staring.

He had his usual carefree expression — the face of someone who had no cares in the world.

He reached the first maid and took the cup of coffee from her tray. However, as soon as he took a sip, he spit it out, causing the coffee to land on the already cleaned ground.

He threw down the cup too, and it shattered, spilling the remaining coffee.

"Why is this so f*king bitter?" He complained, grabbing the second cup. Unfortunately, the same thing happened, staining the ground even more.

"Why the eff is the sugar low?" Aaron yelled, breaking the fourth cup of coffee.

"Sir ordered... the... reduction," the maid trembled.

"Damn that old father of mine! Shit, I lost my appetite!" He exclaimed, directing his frustration towards the cleaner.

"Hey, cleaner, clean up this mess! Must I tell you before you do?" He said sharply.

"Yes, young master," the cleaner bowed and was about to leave to get the sweeper...

"Pick them up with your f*king hands," Jackson ordered, and the cleaner reluctantly returned.

He knelt in front of Jackson and started hand-picking the broken glasses, hurting his fingers in the process.

Blood began to trickle from his hands, but he never stopped picking, and Jackson grinned.

"Money is really something, isn't it?"

The cleaner stopped moving.

"I mean... I can order you around even though you're older. Life is all about what you have, oh boy," Jackson continued, then he raised his sneaker and stomped it on the cleaner's head.

He laughed, pushing his head away.

The cleaner fell, and Jackson laughed again as he put his hands in his pockets and walked out of the house.

Two cars were already waiting outside, with his friends standing beside both.

As usual, Godiver's eyes were glued to his phone, browsing online.

Leroy, on the other hand, was with a girl — one of his new girlfriends. They were passionately kissing beside his blue Lincoln.

"Finally, you're here!" Jackson announced, catching Godiver's attention.

"Took you long enough," Godiver remarked, putting his phone away and sliding into the car.

Leroy broke the intense kiss with the girl and fist-bumped Jackson before joining him in the car.

With everyone settled in their respective vehicles, they sped off, ready for another day of adventure.

….

"As you already know, Tifana and I are one of the two most popular female groups on this campus, known as the Dolls. Having you join us will make us even more perfect," Julienne gushed.

"The second group, Nancy, Nora, and Nita, will soon arrive.

"Ah, now I understand," Honey bell said with a smile.

"By the way, welcome to LSU, the most enjoyable college in Las Vegas," Julienne retorted, and Honey bell smiled in response.

Almost immediately, loud screams filled the entire parking lot as a black Maserati came to a halt, and the second group emerged from the car.

Nancy, Nora, and Nita.

Nancy, a fashion-forward college student, arrived wearing a tasteful and trendy outfit. She sported a knee-length floral print dress with a fitted bodice and a short skirt. Completing her look, she wore a pair of comfortable yet stylish ankle boots and accessorized with delicate gold jewelry.

Nora wore a pair of tailored high-waisted trousers paired with a fitted pastel blouse. To add a touch of glam, she wore a statement belt and matched it with a pair of classic heels, completing her effortlessly chic ensemble.

Nita sported a vibrant printed crop top paired with high-waisted jeans that perfectly flattered her figure. Her look was completed with a fashionable denim jacket and a pair of funky sneakers, showcasing her eclectic and playful style.

Students immediately gathered around them, snapping pictures and showering them with compliments.

"Look, it's the N3!"

"They look so hot!"

"Nancy, I love your gown!"

"Nita, I love your new hair color!"

"Nancy, I love your heels, Nora!"

"Let's go, girls," Julienne said, and Honey bell and Tifana joined her.

They began walking down the wide hallway, catwalking with confidence and grace, taking each step with poise and elegance.

As the dolls made their way through the hallway, the students couldn't help but admire their presence.

….

Flower stepped out of the cab and paid the driver as he sped away. She lifted her head, gazing at her surroundings. She glanced at the address Japheth had sent her on her phone and then back at the estate.

"Is this the correct address?" she furrowed her brow in confusion. Nonetheless, she maneuvered her luggage inside while taking in the breathtaking view.

She couldn't help but be amazed by what she saw.

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