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Violet's POV Vince and I sat in the dining room as Jadon served us our meals. “Thank you,” I appreciated his gestures. Taking a few spoons, I couldn't deny how the meal tasted great. “Are you sure the chef didn't help you with any of this?” I asked him with a raised eyebrow, earning hearty laughter from him. “Are you saying I lack culinary skills, I just don't have time to. I am such a good cook.” Jason said, making me smile at him. “The food is splendid!” I praised. "Of course it was cooked by me, not by someone else," he said with pride. I knew he was talking to me and I raised my nose at him. " Must you insult me?" I asked glaring at him. " I didn't mention any name, " he chuckled with a mocking look. I gritted my teeth at him. "Mommy, don't worry, you are the best,"