All Chapters of Revenge and the Harem Chef’s Miracle System: Chapter 11
- Chapter 13
13 chapters
A Scorching Night
Louis let Scarlett lead him into the room. The dim glow of the chandelier cast a soft light over the spacious space, its luxurious gold and cream interior radiating warmth. Floor-to-ceiling drapes billowed gently in the night breeze, framing the glittering skyline of Valmont in the distance.Scarlett stood before him, her gaze intense. Her sharp blue eyes, usually unreadable, now held a rare warmth. She wasn’t just looking at him as a broken man—Scarlett saw him as someone worthy of love.Without a word, she reached for the first button of Louis’s shirt and slowly unfastened it. Her delicate fingers brushed against his warm skin, sending a shiver through him, making his breath hitch."Scarlett..." Louis's voice was rough, laced with hesitation.Scarlett simply gave a small, knowing smile. "Don’t think. Tonight... let me take care of you."Louis didn’t resist as Scarlett pulled him closer, threading her fingers through his hair before capturing his lips in a deep, searing kiss. The lin
Road to the Empire
Louis raised an eyebrow. This was the first time Scarlett had ever mentioned her family. "I’m fine," Scarlett said, her voice steady. "No, I didn’t run away. I just… went on a little adventure." There was a pause. Louis could hear the deep voice of an older man on the other end, speaking with an authoritative tone. "Father," Scarlett continued, her voice softer now. "I know what I’m doing. I’ll come home when I feel the time is right." The conversation ended with Scarlett hanging up, her expression unreadable. She turned to Louis and gave him a faint smile. "My father finally noticed me on television," she said casually. Louis narrowed his eyes. "Who exactly is your father?" Scarlett looked at him playfully. "Do you think I’m just an ordinary woman?" Louis remained silent, waiting for her answer. Scarlett chuckled. "Alright, since you’re mine now, I’ll tell you." She leaned back against the pillows, staring at the ceiling. "My father is Edgar Valentine, the owner of Valentine
Tastes of Tomorrow
The next morning, the construction site buzzed with renewed energy. Contractors arrived early, laying cables, inspecting plumbing, and marking areas for flooring. Louis, now dressed in a black T-shirt and jeans with a rolled-up blueprint in hand, moved through the site with purpose. He wasn’t just a chef anymore—he was a visionary. A leader.Scarlett stood at the edge of the room, watching him give instructions. There was a quiet pride in her eyes. He had always been passionate about food, but now she saw a different fire in him—the fire of someone ready to create a legacy.When Louis finally took a break, she walked over, handing him a bottle of water.“Your leadership voice is kind of sexy,” she teased.Louis chuckled, wiping sweat from his brow. “Only kind of sexy?”“Well, I didn’t want to inflate your ego too much.”He smiled, then looked out at the half-built space before them. “Scarlett, I want this place to be more than just fine dining. I want it to feel like home for those wh