Divorced but Delighted
Chapter 275

Chapter 275 Brainless

Looked down on other restaurant.

People of the L'Opera Restaurant thought too highly of themselves.

With just a few words, Cherry had painted the L'Opera Restaurant as a high and mighty place. After winning a few championships, L'Opera Restaurant looked down on them.

Most of the contestants were young people with good temperaments. When they heard these words, they became emotional and echoed with Cherry.

"Even if L'Opera Restaurant doesn't need to participate in the competition, don't insult others like that."

"It's okay to let a woman be a judge. After all, there is no distinction between men and women in the profession now. But what's the point of letting a young man like you be the judge? Your cutting and cooking skills are not good enough. How dare you be a judge here?"

"If L'Opera Restaurant don't want to participate in this contest, don't come. Isn't it disgusting to let such a person come over?"

The debate became louder and louder, and Cherry, who was standing at the front,

sneered.

Cherry had tasted Cierra's cooking, and it was indeed top-notch. Whether or not she could become a judge here was still to be discussed. Even if she really did sit in this position, it seemed to be reasonable. However, Cherry just didn't like it.

She thought, "What right does a cook younger than me have to comment on me?

"Does Cierra deserve it?"

Even if it was not Cierra who was sitting here today, but a strange young woman,

Cherry would still drive her away.

What's more, the person sitting here today was the Barton family who humiliated her and her mother yesterday.

What happened at the dining table yesterday was still vivid in Cherry's mind, and she

felt embarrassed at the thought of it.

Cherry thought, "Cierra is just a woman who was abandoned for many years and was

tra mpled on by the Boyle family. How dare she dream of returning to the Barton family. and stepping on everyone? "Does Cierra deserve it?

"Others don't know, but I, Cherry, know what kind of life Cierra used to live in New

York.

"Cierra was ostracized and insulted, even the serv ants in rich and powerful families lived better lives than her. "Even if Cierra changes her identity, can she pretend that nothing happened?

"I don't want to have such a cousin.

"And now, I don't want to see Cierra sitting here either."

"What are you arguing about?"

A group of young people's argument was suddenly interrupted by a dignified voice from behind.

Cierra stopped talking and slowly raised her eyes with the judge's certificate in her

hand.

The crowd dispersed, and a corridor was automatically cleared. At the end of the corridor was an old man in a chef's uniform.

The old man's eyebrows were gray, and he was wearing a tall chef's hat. His wrinkled face was full of displeasure.

With his hands behind his back, the old man walked over slowly with a gloomy face, exuding a powerful aura.

As soon as the old man came out, the young men who were clamoring for an explanation shut their mouths one after another, not daring to say another word. Only Cherry rushed forward with a smile.

All of a sudden, Cherry's voice softened.

"Grandpa, why are you here?"

Cierra frowned because of the way Cherry addressed him.

The daughter of the Riley family in New York called an old man grandpa here.

Cierra raised her eyes and carefully sized up the old man.

His wrinkled face looked dignified, but it could be seen that his eyebrows were somewhat similar to Mrs. Chester's.

However, Sarah had always been gentle to Cierra, and she always had a smile on her beautiful face. If Cierra didn't look carefully, she wouldn't have recognized the old man.

Cierra also came to a conclusion. She knew that the healthy old man before her was her grandfather.

It was really not a good time to meet.

Cierra didn't care how Cherry called Mr. Chester.

Cherry was now living in the Chester family, and she participated in the today's contest as a apprentice of the Sapidity Restaurant. Obviously, she would be a member of the Chester family in the future, so it was normal for Cherry to call Mr. Chester grandpa.

What Cierra cared more about was whether or not she should address Mr. Chester respectfully at this time, or talk about it more formally next time.

Unfortunately, the reality didn't give Cierra any time to think.

Because Cierra was absent-minded just now, she didn't hear what Cherry said to Mr. Chester. The two of them had already come to her.

Mr. Chester's sharp gaze landed on Cierra and sized her up.

"Did the L'Opera Restaurant ask you, a young girl, to come over? Is Freddy dead, or can't you even replace a proper apprentice?"

His blunt words caused Cierra's face to darken, and the little bit of emotion caused by their blood ties vanished completely.

Compared with Mr. Chester, who Cierra had just met, Freddy, who was both a teacher

and a friend, was obviously more important.

Cierra thought, "What does he mean by cursing Freddy to die?"

Cierra couldn't be bothered to address him respectfully, and her expression became displeased as well. She shouldered L'Opera Restaurant's arrogant reputation.

"It's just a group of young people's contest. Our chef, Mr. Mayo, is old and doesn't want to come over. Anyway, it's not very interesting. I can join in the fun. I like lively. contest."

As soon as Cierra finished speaking, there was an uproar.

This was especially true for the group of youths behind her. Immediately, they pointed at Cierra and began to loudly curse her.

"What do you mean? Are you looking down on us?"

"Do you know how to cook? A woman is here to join in the fun. Are you qualified? I won't accept someone like you as a judge."

Cierra knocked on the table with the certificate in her hand. "Then what should I do? This certificate isn't fake. And what's wrong with women? Isn't Cherry a woman? I can't believe that nowadays there's still professional discrimination. Also, don't you cook for customers? Even if I don't know anything about cooking, I'm still a customer. Why can't I comment on your cooking?"

"Or you can only let the old chefs in the industry have a taste and comment on your poor cooking in a different way."

"You!"

Cierra's words made them even angrier.

If it weren't for the fact that Cierra was a girl, there would have been a fight at the scene.

The boys behind Cherry were gentlemen. They couldn't out speak Cierra, so they directly

made a request to the organizers.

The young man in the lead looked directly at Wilson and said, "Mr. Chester, you hear what this woman says. She knows nothing about cooking. It's just the L'Opera Restaurant that send her to make up the numbers. I don't approve of her."

"I don't agree either."

Many people behind the young man echoed.

Wilson clasped his hands behind his back and did not respond.

Wilson didn't say that he was going to cancel the L'Opera Restaurant's judgment, nor was he in a hurry to question Cierra. Instead, he stared at Cierra with a frown.

Cierra smiled, ignoring Wilson's gaze as she rested her chin on her hand and looked at the group of young people.

"All of you are full of momentum, but you are not clever. After being instigated by a woman for a few words, you are emotional and brainless. Tsk. You haven't been in contact with society yet. Are you still studying?"

"What do you mean?"

The young man in the lead glared at Cierra.

Cierra was not angry. "You don't understand? Your comprehension is a little poor. Which grade are you in?"

Judging from the young man's age, he should be in his teens.

However, age is not very important in this industry. Some chefs relied on their talent to make a living despite their ages. For example, Cierra began to cook in her teens, and Cherry was estimated to have just started in a few years.

There were also people who relied on hard work, such as Layton.

As for the person in front of Cierra, he was clearly a young genius. He was young and confident. He was probably a good apprentice. Unfortunately, he was brainless.