My Ex-Wife Is A Big Shot In Disguise by Lindsay Lewis

Chapter 170

“It’s nothing. It’s just that a customer said that this dish didn’t taste authentic, so I’m a little surprised to

hear Miss Hill say that it tasted the same as her memory. But everyone has different definitions of taste,

so it’s normal for them to have different comments. It’s not a big deal. Forget it. Enjoy the meal.”

Madison did not plan to waste time on it. She simply sk ipped this topic and smiled again.

However, the man beside her did not seem to intend to let it go.

Ronnie was silent for seconds before continuing, “Since Maddy also said that everyone has a different

definition of taste, is it possible that this dish only tastes slightly different from the one he ate, and not

that there’s a problem with this specific dish?”

As soon as he finished speaking, he paused for a moment before adding politely, “To differentiate you

and Miss Hill, I’ll address you as I did when we were young. Maddy, you don’t mind?”

One was surnamed Hale, and the other was surnamed Hill. They sounded alike. It was indeed prone to

cause misunderstanding. For example, when she was with Sally Hale, it was sometimes difficult to

address them. Somehow, Maddison had an intuition that this man addressed her in this way on

purpose.

Madison was a little uncomfortable with the abrupt intimacy, but since Ronnie had already called her

that, she could not ask him to change it. She smiled and shook her head. “It doesn’t matter. It’s fine.

Call me what you want.”

Ronnie raised his hand to refill the drinks for the four of them. His focus seemed to be

on whether the dishes tasted right or not as he spoke slowly.

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“Many customers are very picky, especially the diners in a restaurant. For example, there is a piece of

sandwich. The chefs make it with good fragrance and taste. The fastidious customers will say that just

the taste is so good, but it’s a pity that they can’t taste the taste at home. Of course, a dish may taste

different in different places. However, these people insist that the taste is different from what they

remember, and it must be the chef’s fault. It can’t be a problem with the ingredients.”

“Yes, right!”

Mollie, who was eating happily across from him, suddenly gave a thumbs-up. “My father used to say

that those who come to eat specialty dishes are the most annoying people. They have to say that it’s

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not authentic. Some people use lard, some use olive oil, and some have already used an improved

formula with onions, ginger, and garlic. Every shop has its unique taste. If it’s different from their own,

they say it’s not

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authentic. Nonsense!”

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After rambling on and on, Mollie picked up the drink that had just been refilled and downed it in one

gulp. Then, she waved her hand and said, “But now, my father has come to terms with it. In the past,

he used to cater to these customers so he could pay for my studies. Now, I’ve finished school and he’s

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different. If anyone says that it doesn’t taste good, he’ll directly retort. If the customer says what makes

the dish bad, he’ll return the money for the meal. He doesn’t care about developing loyal customers.

He’s very arrogant!”

While they were chatting, Madison was in a daze.

After Ronnie and Mollie’s words, she seemed to have an answer in her heart.

Every family’s cooking seasoning was different. If Mr. Nolan compared this dish to the taste of his

hometown’s restaurant, her dish would be authentic. However, what if he compared it to the taste in his

memory?

She used butter to cook the chicken, but it was different from the traditions in his hometown back then.

If she changed some ingredients, the taste might not be good, but what if it tasted the same as that in

his memory?

“I got it!”

Madison’s eyes suddenly lit up. She was so excited that she interrupted their chat and jumped up from

her chair. “Thank you, Ronnie. I’m afraid I won’t be able to finish this meal with you today. I have

something on. Just leave me your name on the counter after you’re done. You don’t need to pay the

bill!”

As soon as she finished speaking, she left in a flash, leaving all the other guests standing in a daze.

“She left just like that? She’s kind of rude to her guests.” Chuck clicked his tongue and looked at his old

friend back with disdain.

Ronnie was in a good mood. “Can’t you see that she’s really busy? Moreover, she’s the one who

treated us to the meal. What more do you want?”

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Chuck supported his chin and shifted his gaze to Ronnie. “If you have something in your mind, just say

it. Don’t put on such an expression that you’ve seen through it.”

The person opposite him didn’t even raise his head. He picked up his fork and picked up a piece of

chicken. Before he put it into his mouth, he blocked Chuck’s gaze.

Chuck did not avoid the fact that there was another girl beside him. He stuck his head out and said to

Ronnie, “Bro, don’t you think you were a little impatient just now? My friend clearly doesn’t remember

you. You called her so intimately when you came up.

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Even Leo had never called her Maddy.”

“That’s why Leo is now her ex-husband.” Ronnie calmly interrupted Chuck.

He looked up and met Chuck’s eyes through the glasses. He did not hide his mistake. “I admit that I

made gaffes today, but it’s not easy for me to meet her again. Inevitably, I can’t control myself.

Fortunately, I helped her solve a difficult problem in the end. It can be considered a bonus.”

At least when she was leaving, she called his name with excitement and sincerity. Ronnie believed that

they were closer than hours ago. Naturally, he was happy.

He raised his hand and picked up some food for Chuck. “As for the future, I’m afraid I’ll need your

help.”

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Chuck was shocked by his flattering. “I’ll do my best!”

The cousins in the private room soon reached an agreement. Madison, who left the private room, went

straight to the kitchen and pulled Greg to ask Benton directly.

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Unfortunately, Benton had already finished his meal and left. She was even told by Greg that he might

not come to Rose Garden for a long time.

Immediately, Madison’s heart sank again.

If it was just because of the taste and not because Benton was tired of her, he would come again.

However, Mr. Holland said that he would not come for a long time. Presumably, she still felt that she

must have annoyed him..

In the end, she was overthinking again.

Madison sighed softly. She was not discouraged too much. Soon, she smiled again. “I see. So I will just

leave him alone. By the way, Greg, have you considered what I told you?”

She was too focused on something to neglect the guilt that flashed across Greg’s face.

When he spoke again, his old face had already regained its calmness. “I’m old now and still like my

hometown, so I won’t be living there. However, Madison, if you don’t mind, why don’t you bring me

there for just a few days? I’ve never traveled anywhere in my life. I’ll also see if you’re doing well.”

Madison found it a good idea. She was more happy that Greg was concerned about her.

Her smile widened. “Alright, then pack your luggage. I’ll get someone to book a plane ticket and pick

you up.”

“Alright, don’t keep worrying about me. Your friends haven’t finished the dinner yet,

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right? How can you leave them behind?”

Madison smiled and left.

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Although she didn’t receive any news from Benton, she received another piece of good news. She was

in a bright mood now and kept smiling on the way back.

Coincidentally, as soon as she went out of the kitchen, she saw them coming out of the room. “Are you

guys done eating?”

Ronnie nodded and walked straight towards her. “I just used your name to settle the bill. I was just

talking when I looked up and saw you. Are you planning to go back now? Do you want us to give you a

ride? We can have a chat. Let Chuck drive the car.”

Madison was about to refuse when she was interrupted by a cold sneer from behind.

“Miss Hale, are you looking down on him?”

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