The Scorned Heiress: No More Mercy novel Chapter 582

Is this boy clueless? Does he not understand the immense charm of cooking together? It builds romance and sets the mood!

Unfortunately, Danny completely misses the point. Thinking his mother is underestimating him, he reiterates his stance with total seriousness. "I can handle it. Tara does not need to step into the kitchen. That is a man's job."

Back in the day, his father managed just fine in the kitchen by himself and completed his mission perfectly.

"Fine, good luck then," Katie concedes, leading Tara over to the sofa to relax. Her son's words actually sound pretty good—very masculine and protective. She remembers how Danny's father never let her into the kitchen either, always insisting she just sit and wait to be fed. She sneaks a glance at her future daughter-in-law and notices Tara staring at Danny's busy figure in the kitchen. Katie's heart swells with joy. It looks like her son is well on his way to winning the girl. Genetics truly play a powerful role. His father was a master at pursuing women, and it seems her son has inherited that exact trait.

Eager to assist, Katie hypes him up confidently. "You know, Tara, the Calhoun men are not just romantics; they are also fantastic cooks. Danny might look like a pampered executive who has never lifted a finger, but he is actually a natural in the kitchen. He gets it from his dad."

"He rarely shows off his skills. In fact, this is the first time I have ever seen him cook for anyone, and that someone is you."

Tara chuckles softly. The Calhoun family produces romantics? Garrison is a total scumbag, so she highly doubts that claim applies universally. Still, since Katie spends most of the year away, it makes sense that she has never seen Danny cook for anyone. Tara keeps her skeptical thoughts to herself.

"Danny is making all your favorites. We both know exactly what you like, so make sure you eat plenty later," Katie adds.

Knowing the two women are watching him from the sofa only adds to his anxiety.

Katie is just as nervous. She just talked him up, and now it looks like her son is about to embarrass both of them. As a thick cloud of smoke billows into the living room, the two women can no longer sit still and rush over to check on the situation.

"Good heavens, what is going on here? Do not tell me this is just from too much oil," Katie gasps, staring at the disaster zone. She feels a metaphorical sting against her cheek—her bold claims to her future daughter-in-law have just been spectacularly disproven. The painful lesson is clear: never overhype a man in the kitchen.