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Chapter 464
Holden thought about Pollard. He did not have a deep impression of Pollard. As one of the four giants in Darenvil, the Su family was the lowest-key, and Pollard’s presence was also very low, only in Elena’s circle. He appeared at the beginning when he returned to Darenvil, and now he thinks of it a bit of mystery that the dragon sees its head and ends.
Holden felt that he had seriously neglected this person. In fact, this person was always there and played a very important role in the whole incident.
Holden handed the sapphire bowl in his hand to Elena, “I heard that you and Pollard grew up together, childhood sweethearts?”
“Yes, my mom likes Pollard very much, and Pollard is my mom’s closed disciple.”
“Your mommy?” Holden’s deep narrow eyes suddenly flashed something. He seemed to have never asked about her mom, nor did she mention it.
Elena wanted to say something, but then Aunt Stephanie walked in and said with a smile, “Miss Elena, I heard that you want to eat noodles today, I just grind some flour, and now I’m making noodles for you.”
“Aunt Stephanie,” Elena quickly took Aunt Stephanie’s arm and blinked embarrassedly, “Don’t be so troublesome, I already bought ready-made noodles.”
Aunt Stephanie sighed lovingly, “Those noodles are not tasty, your aunt will make hand-made noodles for you.”
Speaking, Aunt Stephanie poured the freshly ground fine flour into a bowl, then added milk, eggs, and a small amount of water, and started to make hand-rolled noodles.
Soon Aunt Stephanie took the knife and dropped it, and a plate of handmade noodles fell neatly on the plate.
Holden glanced at this Aunt. If he was not mistaken, this Aunt is not just a star chef, she should be the kind of chef hired by a wealthy family.
“Wow Aunt Stephanie, I haven’t seen you for so long. Your craft is getting better and better. Every time you cook for me, I don’t need to do it.”
Aunt Stephanie made the noodles by hand, and quickly adjusted the sauce for a bowl of noodles. The sauce was rich and fragrant, and it felt like a few bowls of light sauce.
“Miss Elena, I didn’t do anything. You cooked this noodle yourself.”
Elena looked at what she was going to do. She only had to boil the water and then put the noodles in. The soul was all wrapped up by Aunt Stephanie. Did she cook these noodles herself?
“Aunt Stephanie…” Elena was really upset.
Aunt Stephanie quickly showed a pitiful look, “Miss Elena, you must not be polite to us, you have such a large garden outside, and we eat your food all year round. If you don’t let us help you with this work, Then do you think we have too much mouth and don’t want to feed us?”
Elena waved her hand, “No, no, I didn’t mean that…”
“That’s fine, Miss Elena, I’ll go first.”
After finishing the work, Aunt Stephanie retired quickly. This is the most basic restraint of the cook.
But Aunt Stephanie walked to Holden and paused for a while, and asked, “Miss Elena, is this?”
Elena looked at the man with bright eyes, her eyes drifting, her voice was sweet, “He is my husband”
He, her husband
Holden’s narrow eyes were dyed with silky softness.
“It turned out to be Uncle, Uncle, Miss Elena, I’ll retreat first.” Aunt Stephanie turned and left.
Uncle?
Holden stretched out his muscular arm and put his arms around Elena’s slender waist. He raised his sword eyebrows, “Uncle? Miss Elena, why do I have the illusion of entering your house?”
Elena asked her aunts to call her directly, called Elena, but she didn’t know why her aunts always liked to call her Miss Elena. The title of uncle was indeed a bit strange.
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