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Over the past 20 years, the Yaars had climbed back from decline to re-enter the ranks of third-tier families.

After Minerva married into the wealthy Mare family, she enjoyed the life of a wealthy woman, and Leonard had never tasted her cooking since.

Whenever Zeke asked why Minerva had never cooked for the family, Leonard would come up with various excuses.

As a result, the Mares had no idea that Minerva could actually cook.

Earlier, Leonard informed Minerva that Nash had taught the governor of Capiton a lesson. Instead of reprimanding him, the powerful figures at City Hall protected Nash and ordered Colby to step down. This indicated that Nash had a formidable background in the political world.

The arrival of Stellar, the colonel of the Northern Territory, further cemented Nash's political connections.

Minerva was frightened when she thought of her previous acrimony. She immediately decided to personally cook a meal for Nash as an apology.

"My culinary teacher is Paulo, a Michelin-starred mentor!" Yvonne said, lifting her fair neck proudly like an elegant swan. "I don't think you know international chefs. Have you even been abroad?" Minerva sneered, "Paulo Ramsey, right?"

Yvonne's expression froze. "You actually know him?"

"His teacher was the least talented student under my great-grandfather!"

"You... That's too much!" Yvonne felt offended.

Her culinary teacher was the least talented student of Minerva's great-grandfather?

What did that make her?

Minerva mocked, "Paulo might be good at his country's cuisine, but the recipes for local dishes that he taught you are probably terrible!"

Yvonne was disheartened, hesitating to prep the fish with the knife in her hand.

Seeing Yvonne's dejected look, Minerva laughed. "Just follow your instincts. I can guide you with the seasonings."

Yvonne pursed her lips and carefully prepped the fish.

Half an hour later, Nash finally returned to the Mares' residence.

Upon seeing him, Stellar and Zeke immediately stood up.

Nash waved his hand and said, "No need for formalities. Please sit down."

James and Liam exchanged glances upon seeing the astonishment in the other's eyes.

They had assumed Stellar was Nash's supporter, but they did not expect this powerful man to stand up when he saw Nash.

This indicated that Nash's status in the political realm was even higher than Stellar's.

They could not fathom what kind of identity Nash possessed.

"It's mealtime now. I've booked a private room at Springside Hotel. Let's go there to eat," Nash suggested.

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Stellar smiled and said, "The Mares' homemade meal is almost ready!"

Nash glanced toward the kitchen and saw Minerva personally cooking. There was a look of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Zeke was worried that Nash might

hold a grudge against Minerva and lose his appetite. He chuckled nervously. "Going out is fine too. Springside Hotel is the top hotel in Capiton. I've lived most of my life and haven't been there yet!"

Nash shook his head. "Since Uncle Stellar doesn't mind, let's eat at home."

The three sat down to drink coffee and chatted about Colby.

Half an hour later, a table full of delicious-looking dishes was ready.

Petunia, the housekeeper, invited everyone to sit at the dining table.

Zeke and Stellar urged Nash to take the main seat, but Nash declined. Ultimately, Stellar took the main seat.

When Stellar saw the baked fish with lemon cream sauce and crispy baked chicken drumsticks, he subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

Zeke brought out his treasured wine

and personally poured drinks for

Nash and Stellar. "Nash, thank you

for your help this time. Without you, the Mares' foundation would've been completely destroyed!"