The man looked at the chef, Tate, and Yvette with a smile.

“Okay, then I won’t frighten Ms. Quimbey. Call Sean and ask him to come back. The old master is still waiting for Ms. Quimbey to have tea.”

The chef looked at Tate in a tangle.

Tate took out his phone without hesitation.

The man walked inside and sat down as if it was his own home.

He sighed.

“Sean is really something. The old master gave Sean this channel and hopes that Sean doesn’t let him down. If Sean doesn’t do well, the old m