The Ceo's Personal Chef

Synopsis

The CEO brought his true love back home while I stood in the kitchen holding a spatula, about to ask whether he wanted a few extra dishes for dinner. The woman pointed at me and burst into tears. "I knew it. The novels were right. The moment I went abroad, you found a substitute and kept her in the house." I was confused. I looked down at my chef's uniform and the spatula in my hand. No one told me I was a substitute.