Spoiled by Mr. Russell novel Chapter 1878

Alexander called his assistant to buy food and necessities to deliver to the door. Then he ordered the assistant to leave it at the door, and someone would pick them up later. The things he got included noodles and various other food.

After that, he thought about how they would take a while to buy and deliver them. He knew Galen would be starving by then. Alexander turned around and looked in a daze at the things in the kitchen, arms akimbo.

‘As the old saying goes, no one could make bricks without straws. I’m in a dilemma!’

"Let me do it." Austin, who was rubbing his legs, appeared at the kitchen door. He assumed that an influential person like Alexander would not cook by himself.

Alexander turned around and raised his eyebrows, looking at Austin with undisguised suspicion. "You?"

Although Austin was grimacing from the pins and needles in his legs, he still felt a rush of dissatisfaction with Alexander's attitude. "Don't underestimate me!"

First, Alexander doubted his medical skills. Now, he was doubting Austin's cooking skills. How could Austin, as a man admired by many for years, be so incompetent in Alexander's eyes?

Austin went to the fridge and took a few eggs and jars before removing two bowls from the cupboard. He broke the eggs into the bowl and beat them, saying, "Although the food here can't compare to the ones at your place, it's still home-cooked food. It won't be unpalatable."

As he spoke, he turned on the fire and opened the pot lid.

"Hey—" Before Alexander could stop him, the pungent stench overwhelmed Austin.

"F*ck!" Austin swore aloud before stumbling a few steps back into a fit of coughs. He did not expect such a stench, nor did he expect food to be in the pot.

"Throw that pot away," Alexander said, "I've got someone to bring some food over. It’ll be here soon. You can help me pick it up from the door later."

"Me?" Austin was dumbfounded.

"Otherwise?"

Austin was the only healthy person in the room. With that said, Austin, being alive and kicking with a flushed face, starkly contrasted how weak he was a few days ago. Not only had his energy recovered, but it was also greatly enhanced.

‘Could that be the function of the "symbiote" that Dominic mentioned before passing out?’ Alexander pondered as he sized Austin up thoughtfully.