Chapter 15

ALEXA'S POV

As Mr. Brown gives me a nod, I gesture him at the front of the stove where I was working. The kitchen staff watched closely as he observed while I teach him what to do.

"So you want to just season the meat evenly and generously, like so-" I showed him and move aside to let him do the rest.

I took a wooden spatula to help stir what I had in my pot, I couldn't help but feel him staring at me.

"What's your favorite thing to cook?" He suddenly asked as I continued stirring the soup inside of the pot.

"Hm? What do you mean?" I question.

"Anything specific?" I look over my shoulder at him.

"I guess... I like pasta, rice, and some other dishes." He hummed before nodding.

"Oh ok… And?" He continued on questioning me.

"Um.. I love pancakes and omelets…"

"Pancakes?" He asked again.

"Yes. When the orphanage went bankrupt, Cody brought me pancakes from a local bakery,"

"Who's Cody?" I felt my blood run cold and I kept my gaze on the pot I was stirring .

"My brother..." I mumbled qui