Love Between A Cook And A Doctor

Looking at Jacob who wearing a silver mask and a white shirt, Nancy was stunned for half a second and said, "You look like a magician."

Hearing that, Jacob raised his eyebrows without saying anything.

The car stopped in front of a villa halfway up the mountain.

Everyone in and out of the hall wore a mask.

There was a telepathy device on the huge carved door. All the guests took out their own invitation cards and gently pressed on it. The telepathy device made a slight sound.

Nancy also quickly took out the invitation card from her second elder brother and pressed on it.

"Welcome, Mr. Nelson."

"It's amazing." Nancy blinked her eyes and said, "I can't believe that everyone has the identity recognition."

She looked over the invitation card and couldn't see where the chip was.

"Let's go." Jacob pulled her back.

Moore stood beside Cherry.

"I'm so happy that you can come tonight." Although she was wearing a mask, the dress she wore was chosen by him and sent to her. Therefore, as soon as she pressed the card on the door, he knew and immediately came out to welcome her.

"But why don't you wear the necklace I gave you?" Moore said sadly.

"Uh... That's too expensive. "Cherry put the pink box in his hand and said, "So I don't dare to wear it randomly. I can wash it if the dress is dirty. But if I lose the necklace, I can't afford to pay for it even if you kill me."

Holding her hand, Moore asked, "You don't need to pay for it. If you lose it, I'll buy it again.

"

Cherry blinked, "Didn't you say that you wanted me to cook? I'm going to the kitchen. There are more and more guests...'

Moore followed her reluctantly. "Yes, I don't want to leave you, but it's your pleasure..."

The smile on Cherry's face froze.

She shouldn't have come.

Such an obvious favor, how could she pretend to not know?

Fortunately, there was a kitchen for her to hide.

"Moore." Moore wanted to follow her into the kitchen, but was stopped by someone behind him.

He turned around impatiently and mumbled, "Dad..."

"Well, the guests are almost here. I'll take you to meet some uncles first. They are in the reception room.

"But the hall is full of young people who came here to attend the makeup ball. I don't think it's appropriate for me to leave like this." Moore said unwillingly.

"Anyway, you know it's a masked ball. Who knows which one is you? You promised me that you would use this ball to build a good relationship with the business world. Don't you keep your promise? " His father frowned.

"Okay." said Moore helplessly. He looked at the kitchen with reluctance.

"You have a crush on a girl?" Peter looked at him indifferently and said, "You can have fun, but after you finish the business."

Moore glanced at him and said, "Dad, please don't mention it to me now, okay?" He covered his chest and said, "Well, the wound seems to be getting worse again... I need to find a place to have a rest... "

Peter was not cheated.

He grabbed his son and pulled him to the reception room on the second floor. "Let's go. Your leg was injured last time, not your chest..."

Moore rolled his eyes behind him.

'Dad, you are so clear minded. It's not pleasing.'

When Jacob and Nancy walked into the hall hand in hand, Jacob happened to see a figure entering the kitchen.

He said, "Nancy, the dress that person is wearing looks like yours."

Nancy stood on tiptoe and said, "Yes. But the lace is a little different."

She felt a little depressed when she saw another wearing the same dress.

Although it was already seven o'clock in the beginning, the host was obviously very considerate. He also prepared rich buffet for the guests.

Jacob was not interested in the ball. However, the sushi in the buffet was quite unique, so he couldn't help picking up one.

It was delicious.

But this sushi was very special.

The materials were all cooked.

The style was chic, and the materials were fresh. The cooked taste was more sweet than the fresh smell.

The cook was very thoughtful.

He ate one and took another glass of juice.

The juice was very thick, sweet like pitaya and slightly sour like lemon.

It tasted sweet.

But it felt sour in the stomach.

It was like the feeling of a person...

He took his mind back.

The fruit juice were all taken away by the guests.

Seeing her brother drink up the juice, Nancy couldn't help smiling, "You also drank the juice? Brother, you used to hate desserts and juice."

"I still hate them." He put down the glass.

It was just because it tasted good.

And there was an indescribable familiar smell...

Someone invited Nancy to dance.

Even though Jacob was wearing a mask, he could still see that the man's eyes were completely fixed on Nancy's chest.

He narrowed his eyes and held his little sister's hand. "Sorry, she has a partner."

He pulled Nancy into the dancing floor.

Nancy stamped her feet and said, "Brother, don't be like this..."

"That man's eyes..." Jacob snorted. "His eyes almost fell into your chest." He pulled her collar up and said, "I should have brought one more cloth with me." Nancy burst into laughter and said, "I don't think so. He doesn't look as bad as you said."

"Am I a man or are you a man?"

"You are a man. Has my brother ever had that feeling for other women?" Nancy asked.

Her brother's eyes were cold even through the mask.

Nancy stuck out her tongue and stopped asking.

The juice had been served again. Nancy's heart skipped a beat. "Brother, I'm going to get a glass of juice too!"

When she excitedly ran to the dining table, Cherry was also pushing the kitchen door open and entering the hall.

She put on her Princess mask and wiped the sweat off her face with a tissue.

She was exhausted after making so many sushi and juice. She was considering whether she should put a business card on the plate to advertise for her restaurant. While she was thinking, the whole hall darkened with a bang, and some low voices burst out from the crowd.

Cherry was stunned, "What? Is there a blackout here?"

Before she came to her senses, the surrounding area was suddenly crowded.

"Do you still know who is by your side? Which masked face did you like just now? Please find him or her exactly in the crowd in the dark!"

The Emcee's voice came from the hall.

Cherry's hair stood on end.

What? It was a light off game?

Cherry had been working for Jonny for a long time. She also knew that some rich people liked to play such tricks the most.

They turned off all the lights and put on masks. If one caught anyone, he would take her back to his room tonight.

But... There were so many people here. It was not a small game.

She was in a panic, afraid of being touched in the darkness. She quickly dodged and leaned against the wall.

A figure walked towards her quietly.

Her hand was suddenly held by someone.

"What... What are you doing?" She struggled to free herself, "Let me go!"

She hadn't come out since just now. No one would like her. Why did he come to pull her now?

"Little princess, why didn't you dance with me just now?"

"You got the wrong person..." What little princess? This man was so disgusting that she wanted to slap him.

Of course, she wouldn't do that. If the man was a rich man, she couldn't offend him.

"Please let me go..." She lowered her head and tried to get rid of the man's hands. But what surprised her more was that many people present, including her, had faint light on their bodies. If her eyes didn't deceive her, the shaking light that being caught were all women's clothes.

What did Moore do on their clothes?

It was obvious that it was asking men to fight for the prey they liked.

She was held tightly in the man's arms. "I like you so much. That man won't find you again. You are mine now..."

The man leaned over and wanted to kiss her.

She turned her face away and stepped hard on the back of the man's foot.

She bit her lower lip and twisted her sharp heel on the man's shoes. "I'm sorry. I can't see anything..."

The man screamed like a pig.

She suddenly stepped back, lifted one of her legs and kicked back hard with her toes.

How could the man stand this? He had jumped up and shouted.

The crowd was filled with screams and coquettish voices of women, who were pretending to refuse.

Most of the guests were the sons or daughters of the upper class.

Who had a clean background?

But this didn't include Cherry at all.

Another man rushed to her.

Cherry couldn't see who it was. She took a step back and was caught by the man.

"Let me go!" Cherry struggled.

"It's me, Nancy!" The man's voice sounded quite familiar.

He didn't look at her much. He just stared at the man in front of her and said, "Bastard!" Jacob narrowed his eyes, which were shining with danger. "We won't stay in such a place. Nancy, let's go!" Cherry's mind went blank.

Nancy?

"I... I am not... "

"Do you still want to stay here?" The man stared at her and lowered his voice. "There are so many shameless people in the hall!"

As soon as he finished his words, he grabbed Cherry's hand and dragged her all the way to the door.

"Oh, let me go!" Although she wasn't sure about that man's voice, she still had a vague guess. "Are you Jacob?"

The man stopped.

They were already standing at the door, and the light in the courtyard was bright.

He looked down at the person beside him.

The mask was silver, and the dress was light blue. It was the same princess dress, which was obviously Nancy's wear.

But it was obviously not her voice. ☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐