Chapter 5 (1/2)
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“Grandpa Butler, is the Torres family really so poor? With how poor the church already is, Lauren still has meat to eat. The Torres family can’t even afford meat? How miserable!”
Lauren Torres spoke in a sympathetic tone, making Mr. Hayes feel very awkward.
He ordered the servants to prepare lunch, but he didn’t expect them to prepare such a meal. There wasn’t even a hot dish.
The chef was called out and reprimanded by Mr. Hayes, but he did not have the slightest look of remorse, instead just standing there casually. “He’s just a child. What kind of delicacies does he want to eat? What right does he have to eat all those?”
This chef was called Hubert King. He was specially poached from a three-star Michelin restaurant by the third young master. With the third young master’s support, this chef had always been doing whatever he willed in the Torres family. His ego was already absolutely massive.
There was nothing Mr. Hayes could do about Hubert. After all, he couldn’t offend the third young master, but this was basically more water than soup…
The other servants stood at the side watching the show. Everyone in the Torres family knew that Lauren was the most disliked person in the whole family, and so everyone dared to bully this little girl.
At this moment, Lauren suddenly said, “Uncle Chef, you have to be careful recently. Have you been having edema and dry skin?”
No one knew why Lauren changed the topic so suddenly.
[ System Divine Nine: host, you’ve already learned about this illness. You’re really fast. ]
Hubert simply let out a “tsk” without a care for the little girl.
“Uncle, you have to go to the hospital as soon as possible. If you delay this any longer, you won’t live long.”
It was really surprising for a four-year-old girl to say such words. When Hubert heard these words, he only felt angry.
“Where did this brat come from? How dare you say such words to me? You must really be tired of living!” Hubert took off his apron and angrily walked towards Lauren.
“Can’t I take care of a brat like you? No one wants you anyway!”
[ System Divine Nine: Host, there is a tier 2 danger ahead. Please be on guard. ]
At almost exactly the moment Hubert took off his apron, the system’s voice sounded. Although Lauren looked soft and cuddly, she was not a pushover.
One had to know that in the few years she had been in the church, her [ Defensive attack ] had already been trained to tier 52, which was the highest level of her current skill. It was more than enough to deal with a boxing champion, let alone this weak Hubert.
Just as Hubert was about to touch Lauren’s arm, the little girl was about to counterattack when another long and powerful hand grabbed Hubert’s hand.