Chapter 2344

"Honey, you're back!"

Andrew had been held up at Sovereign's Apothecary for the entire day. By the time he returned to the Lloyd family residence, it was already dinnertime.

Aspen and Natasha had already prepared dinner and were waiting for Andrew to come home.

Judging by their expressions, something seemed off. Andrew was puzzled and asked, "What's wrong?"

Aspen pouted and huffed. "Some woman invited herself over and wanted to mooch a meal off us. Well, I didn't make any for her."

Andrew walked into the small, run-down cabin, took one look, and could not help but laugh. "Sheena, what are you doing here?"

Sheena sat at the table, eyes gleaming as she stared at the spread of dishes. "Andrew, you're finally back! Well, what are we waiting for? Let's eat. I'm starving to death."

With that, she grabbed a plate and started eating.

Aspen looked furious. She had only set out three place settings, and Sheena had taken one, the one she had prepared for Andrew, no less.

What was her darling Andrew supposed to eat with now?

Seeing her about to blow up, Andrew raised his hand to stop her and smiled. "It's fine. We'll all eat together." Aspen was reluctant. "But we don't have enough silverware."

Natasha smiled bitterly. "We only bought three sets. We didn't prepare any extras."

Andrew looked around and laughed. "No problem. I'll use a plate and this little spoon."

Everyone sat down and began eating.

Sheena kept helping herself to dishes while singing praises. "Oh, Andrew! Your women are just so thoughtful. My goodness, the food they make is way better than the cafeteria back home. Just look at this bourbon-glazed pork belly! It's mouth-watering just looking at it."

She continued, "The cafeteria ladies' cooking skills are, not to put it too harshly, absolutely terrible. If they hadn't been working for our family for so many years, I'd fire every single one of them."

Andrew said, "You don't have the authority to fire them. The cafeteria falls under the family's domestic department. And you don't have clearance for that area."

Sheena grumbled resentfully, "Exactly. Grandpa manages all the domestic stuff. He's too sentimental, always protecting those old-timers, and it makes us suffer for it. Every day, the food is so tasteless I can barely choke it down."

With that, she helped herself to two more servings, eating with such an appetite that Aspen and Natasha were both stunned. Even if she were a martial artist, a woman should not be eating that much.

Andrew smiled. "Sheena's body requires this much energy. Once you reach her level in martial arts, you'll understand naturally."

Sheena chuckled. "Don't make things hard on your two sweet women. They'll never reach my level anyway."

The comment was not pleasant to hear, but Natasha just smiled and let it pass.

Aspen, however, was not having it and sneered coldly. "You're so amazing, nobody can compare to you. If you're so great, don't eat our food then."

Sheena just hummed twice without turning her head. "It's just one meal. Why do women have to make things difficult for other women? How about this… I'll eat your cooking, and from now on in Chetvine, I'll look after you. I guarantee nobody will be able to touch you."

Aspen was about to retort, but Andrew quickly gave her meaningful looks.

Getting Sheena's promise was no small matter. Chetvine was huge, but this wild woman from the Lloyd family royal line was absolutely in a league of her own, having reached a level where nobody dared provoke her.

People like Conrad, Kyrie, and other military prodigies, as well as the three talents of the Robertson family, all had to obediently respect Sheena.

This woman was, aside from Andrew, the only terrifying figure in Chetvine who dared to paint the streets red with blood.

"Sheena, if you fought Alfredo, what would your odds be?" Andrew remembered the earlier incident and asked.

Sheena drank a spoonful of soup and smacked her lips. "Odds? Only about 20%. Maybe not even 20%. Just 10%."

Andrew nodded, not finding one-in-ten odds particularly exaggerated or low.