Married a Secret Billionaire novel Chapter 167

Nicholas chuckled and wore a look of innocence.

“Isn’t this a cafe? What else could I do here?”

Zephyr watched him carefully, not missing even a subtle expression.

The man was not as aggressive as he was the last time, but a conclusion could not be easily made if he was here with a kind or malicious intention.

Zephyr went back to sling an arm around Cordelia’s shoulder, softly asking her to go home first and telling her he would take care of this.

Cordelia was quite worried but could only walk out slowly upon his insistence. After Cordelia left, Zephyr looked at Nicholas with a ghost of a smirk.

“Afternoon tea set, right? I’ll prepare it for you!”

“Can you do it?”

“Why not? I’m the boss here.”

Zephyr returned to the back of the counter. His movements were practiced, but the pots and pans made a lot of noise. It made Nicholas wonder whether he really did need to make so much ruckus or whether he was trying to drive him away with it.

A while later, a rather exquisitely plated afternoon tea set was placed in front of him. It was a pretty slice of red velvet cake and a cup of aromatic hot latte. There was even a small purple iris on the tray as decoration.

Nicholas picked up the flower and chortled. “Mustn’t have been your idea to have achieved such detail.”

Zephyr wiped his hands as he answered, “Yeah, my wife decides all these. I’m just learning from her.”

Nicholas tasted the cake and frowned.

“This isn’t leftovers from today, is it?”

“Of course not.” Zephyr scoffed. “It’s leftovers from the day before yesterday!”

Nicholas looked at him and forced a smile a while later. “It’s fine. I’ll have a good taste of the lady boss’ culinary skill!”

“Oh, you’ve misunderstood.” Zephyr was still expressionless. “This isn’t what my wife made either.”

“You…”

“I’m just reminding you.” Nicholas got up and put a hand on Zephyr’s shoulder, giving it two hard squeezes. “Desserts do delight people, but too much is bad for the teeth.

“And how would a beast conquer the territory if it lost its sharp teeth?”

Zephyr’s eyes snapped. Nicholas’ gaze raised doubts in him.

“Hah, what territory?” Zephyr scoffed after some time. “Someone like me doesn’t need to conquer anything. It’s enough for me to live with my wife for the rest of my life!”

“Really?”

“Mr. Thompson, the coffee doesn’t taste good when it’s cold. I’ll make you another one on the house!”

Nicholas smiled cryptically and said no more.

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Zephyr had been ordering his men to search for Marcus these days.