Daddy! Come Home for Dinner!

Chapter 233: Ningning, is this Cindy Clarke?

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“I didn’t go to give any instructions; I just went to check on the restaurant’s situation,” Christy Xenos quickly explained, “I didn’t say anything, just walked around to make sure they don’t slack off because you’re not there.”

Wendy Clarke gave her a warning glare and said no more.

Christy Xenos hurriedly changed the topic: “Why are you watching the Cooking

Competition?”

“I’m looking for potential talent,” Wendy Clarke explained nonchalantly, “I want to see if there are any good cooks among the eliminated contestants who we could recruit for the restaurant.”

“Our current head chef is adequate for Nork City, but once we expand to Belfard, their skills won’t be enough. And even if we want to bring them along, what will we do about the Nork City branch? I have no plans to close the restaurant here,” Wendy Clarke explained.

“There are so many high-end restaurants in Belfard; if we don’t have a competitive edge, we might end up closing down. Not only would that be embarrassing, but the losses would be substantial. After all, the cost of running a restaurant in Belfard is not something Nork City can compare with. That’s why we need a capable head chef who can handle the pressure,” Wendy Clarke said.

“Famous chefs demand high salaries, and I don’t want to pay that much. So, I thought I’d check out the Cooking Competition and see if I could find someone among the contestants. The Pingla Cooking Competition produces some good chefs every year.”

“However, they’re young and not too expensive, and their cooking skills are usually quite good. Especially those who get eliminated halfway through; they’re even cheaper. I want to see if there are any gems among the eliminated contestants who we could hire.”

“Those who get eliminated mid—wav don’t have the advantage of continuous

exposure and growing fame like the ones still in the competition. Even after the competition ends, they can still participate in events or start their own business using their top three titles. The others who get eliminated will be forgotten. If they don’t have money, they’ll end up working for others in the end,” Wendy Clarke said, “At that time, hiring them for Belfard would be enough.”

Christy Xenos happily praised, “Wendy, you’re so clever! Our restaurant will definitely grow bigger under your management!”

Wendy Clarke smiled proudly, and the two continued watching the live broadcast.

Just then, in the live broadcast, Cindy Clarke was taking off her mask.

As she took off her mask, Wendy Clarke’s smug smile suddenly froze, and she slowly stopped smiling.

Her eyes were glued to the television, as if she wanted to bore a hole through it.

Her gaze was frightfully cold.

Christy Xenos abruptly stood up and exclaimed, “Cindy Clarke! Wendy, is that

Cindy Clarke? Am I seeing things? Am I mistaken?”

“You’re not mistaken; it’s indeed Cindy Clarke,” Wendy Clarke said through gritted teeth, “I didn’t expect her to go to Belfard. She’s really brave to participate in the Cooking Competition, and even show her face at the major competition!”

So, she was Cain Velman!

“Ha, no wonder she insisted on wearing the mask at first and refused to take it off. She must have felt guilty, afraid of being spotted by us!” Wendy Clarke said coldly.

“This little bitch!” Christy Xenos pointed at the TV and cursed, “Back then, she stole our recipe and set you up!”

Speaking of this, Wendy Clarke’s eyes filled with intense hatred.

It was secondary that Cindy Clarke had taken the recipe.

What she hated the most was that Cindy Clarke had somehow managed to escape Mr. Lopez’s room.

That night, Mr. Lopez had caught nothing..

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