Chapter 52 Maisie's Little Trick

The atmosphere at the dining table suddenly became tense. Maisie's hand clenched her thigh, leaving a red mark as she struggled to contain her anger. She had underestimated this fool. Cordelia turned out to be so eloquent. Benedict looked at Cordelia beside him, reveling in her triumphant appearance, and a slight lift at the corner of his lips. The tension eased as the waiter finally brought the dishes, breaking the provocative atmosphere. Cordelia, tired from a day of work, immediately started eating. Maisie filled a plate with some food using shared utensils and placed it in front of Benedict. "I took a moment to look into the information about this restaurant. These are some highly praised dishes." Benedict nodded indifferently and pushed his food toward Cordelia. "Eat." Cordelia raised her head, a piece of shrimp still in her mouth. She blinked innocently and humphed at Maisie's fiery gaze. "She didn't prepare it for me anyway." "Just eat when asked to. No need for so man