Killian threw his phone on the table and let out a deep sigh. The silence in the background was more frustrating than having someone to talk to about Amanda, his former boss’s mockery words. It had been two days since Martha had travelled to the countryside to see her aged mother and three weeks since Killian had lost his job at KTS but he was still yet barred from picking up the rest of his experimental recipes from the restaurant’s kitchen cabinet.He looked at the kitchen table where two pots of delicacies sat lazily, there was no one to taste it for him. He smiled at the memory of Martha’s usual enthusiasm whenever he tests out his recipes and she tastes them for him.I will be back within the week my love.He remembered her exact words and how he rubbed her belly lovingly before dropping a soft kiss on her lips. Killian gasped softly and got off his feet, he had been too distracted that he almost missed the important show, the one he spent years fantasizing over, waiting endles

“This has really been so amazing, fortunately, I am obliged to announce the presence of one of Longrich’s latest investors, a man of integrity. Despite being behind schedule, he came with special bounties, Infact, all the meals for this very occasion were sponsored by him.” The loud voice of the commentator filled the air.The murmurs in the room intensified. Feeding over a hundred wealthy people isn’t possible for an average person. “Please join me as I welcome to the party…….”It’s him, the recipe thief!The plagiarist! Isn’t that Mr Calvary’s recipe plagiarist?What effrontery he possesses to show up here!The spiteful words weren’t whispered, they were said aloud, Killan didn’t know his face was that negatively popular already, thanks to Henry’s cunning move when he tried to reclaim his recipe, as a result of it, he got blacklisted as a chef—now, his presence in rooms were met with raw hatred.“Join me as I welcome Mr Killian Quinn to the table.” The commentator concluded, igno

[The countdown; 20, 19, 18……6,5,4,3,2! Pause mission accomplished][Congratulations Killan Quinn]Killan held his chest as his heart thumped loudly, if his credit card hadn’t swiped its last few dollars, he would have ended up in the pool of his own blood, again!“That was freaking close!”“Are you okay sir?” The attendant at the Richard Milli store questioned worriedly as she handed back to him his credit card. Her emerald green eyeballs shifted wearily.“No thank you, you can pack my purchases, the cab awaits.”The woman’s brow creased slightly before she sank her face back to its neutral form, it was the strangest occurrence that a man spent over six million dollars on the spot came in a fucking cab. To Killan’s relief, she kept her opinion to herself and called on the messengers to walk the generous customer to his car.Killan felt powerful! A relief to the agitation he had felt a few minutes earlier when he had almost exceeded the stipulated timeframe. Two hefty men followed him

“…..the cookbook sold for $200,000 dollars.”Gasps filled the room.Millions of questions filled the air, who would be crazy enough to buy a mere recipe diary that pricey. Henry turned right in time to see Killan’s bidding tab. He closed his eyes to get his mind together, it was totally unbelievable that Killan had ousted him in the bid let alone afford that much for it.He swallowed his disgust and humiliation as the auction proceeded, the next was a painting, a really expressive piece, the commentator’s voice lowered as he spoke, a loud opera filled the background, multiple red lights shone on the stage giving it a dire vibe.“The emperor painted this out in sorrow, history had it that he made this piece on the last day he ever made a dish, his lover was killed to stop him from cooking, an abominable hobby for a charismatic leader, there he was, a tired chef, ingredients falling off his plate and the cooking fire burning out of control….”Killan felt a teardrop from his left eye, he