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Shadows of Destiny: A Tale of Liberation

Chapter 565
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Chapter 565

Just then, a beautiful woman meekly interrupted them and announced," The boss has returned tonight, Mr.

Cheever, but he is extremely busy, so he said not to disturb him if there’s nothing urgent.”

' Really?" Chase's eyes lit up. "That's great! Where is he right now? What could make him so busy? Did he find

something precious?"

"Um... Boss is in the kitchen. I think he's... busy cooking."

The woman smiled awkwardly.

"Cooking?!” Renee felt like cursing them all. She turned to Chase and asked, "Is this what you mean when you told

me your boss is always so busy with a million things to do every day?!"

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"Well..." Chase could hardly believe it himself. But to mend the situation he shamelessly suggested, "I guess our

boss must've found some rare precious pots to try!"

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Before she came here, she assumed that Carmine Pawnshop was a hellish place where fearsome demons

gathered, but she realized that it was more of a house full of comedians! Even their boss-the infamous Night

Demon seemed to have lost his mind. Why would he be busy cooking in the dead of night if he wasn't?!

"I'm glad he's here! I'll go over there and inform him about you. Please follow Jenny for now, she will take you to the

living room and my boss will meet you there."

"Okay," Renee nodded and followed Jenny into the living room to wait for Mr. Q.

Chase then headed straight to the kitchen, and in the distance he could already hear the clamor from the kitchen,

accompanied by a man's voice cursing.

"F*** it! How is this beef so tough?! I've been cooking it for half a day and it's still as hard as a rock!"

Apart from the clanging noise, Chase could also see billowing smoke rising from the kitchen that brought with it a

clashing mixture of smells.

"Boss...?" he cautiously said. ’Could you please... turn off the stove for a while?"

His voice so startled the tall muscular man that he dropped the spatula in his hand, causing it to crash loudly down

onto the floor. He turned around. The face underneath the mask was still as perfectly cool as ever, and in a calm

tone that still exuded an air of intimidation, he said, "Who gave you the permission to come in here? You've ruined

my pot roast!"

Chase felt that he was unjustly accused, and he explained, "I've been here for a long time, Boss. I called out for

you, but you didn't answer me. As for the failure of your pot roast, that has everything to do with your lack of skills.

You cant blame me for that!"

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He continued, "What's gotten into you lately, Boss? Why are you suddenly cooped up in the kitchen? Did you find

some kind of rare pot? Or was it the spatula? I should tell you that you're not suited for this kind of thing, Boss. You

should just give up..."

"Shut up!" Mr. Q felt thoroughly humiliated that he did not know what to say. ’What are you doing here anyway?"

"I just wanted to tell you that I stumbled upon a woman today, Boss. Her temperament is unlike anyone else I've

met. I could tell from a glance that she was special. She insisted on seeing you. She said she's got something very

special to pawn. If you've got some time, would you go out and meet her?"

"I'm busy!" Mr. Q refused flat out. If he could not manage to cook this dish properly, he would never pass Adie's

test.

"But that woman really is unique, Boss! Even her last name sounded special! I think it was Everheart..."

"Where is she?" Mr. Q asked in a brusque tone. "I'll go out and meet her now."

By the time he finished his sentence, he was already striding out of the kitchen, full of enthusiasm