CHAPTER 34: CHAPTER 34: CONQUEST

"Lamb bone stew not only tastes delicious but is also particularly nutritious, especially the lamb spinal marrow—it’s incredibly savory when you slurp it!" During the wait for the dishes, Sienna Thornton animatedly explained the nutritional benefits of lamb bone stew to Simon Forrester.

Seeing Simon Forrester looking rather uninterested, she lowered her voice and laughed, "Director Forrester, this dish is also especially good for men, so make sure to eat more!"

Simon Forrester shot her a glance as the scent of mutton wafted through the air, flooding his nose and lungs, causing discomfort in his stomach, leaving him no energy to banter with Sienna Thornton.

But mutton is intensely warming and shouldn’t be over-consumed, he still wanted to caution Sienna Thornton to be mindful. Before he could speak, the waiter came over with a steaming stainless steel basin.

As soon as the stove was lit, Sienna Thornton immediately picked up the serving chopsticks and placed a large piece of bright red lamb bone stew simmered in chili oil onto Simon Forrester’s plate.

"I ordered medium spice; this level of spiciness should be okay for people from Brimfield, right?" Sienna Thornton also placed a piece of lamb bone stew into her bowl, seemingly finding it not spicy enough, she added another spoonful of chili oil.

She hails from Wrayhaven, although it’s only a few hundred kilometers from Brimfield, people from Wrayhaven can handle spiciness much better compared to those from Brimfield. For Sienna, who loves spice, ordering medium spice was completely considerate for Simon Forrester, who doesn’t tolerate spice as well.

Simon Forrester didn’t reply, watching her pour chili oil onto the lamb bone stew, his complexion turned pale, "Eating so spicy, aren’t you worried it might not be good for your health?"

"I’ve eaten spicy food since I was young, never had any health issues."

"But some problems accumulate, changing from quantitative to qualitative."

With a growling stomach and gourmet food before her, Sienna Thornton wasn’t in the mood to argue with Simon Forrester. Noting that the food on his plate was untouched and glancing at the table’s only, boiling hot lamb bone stew, Sienna Thornton asked the waiter for a bowl of white rice.

As expected, after a bowl of white rice, Simon Forrester ate the lamb bone stew.

Sienna Thornton chuckled, "Quite particular. But do you have a bad stomach? Avoid eating spicy food on an empty stomach?"

"Just out of habit," Simon Forrester replied dismissively, taking off the disposable gloves and glancing at the pot with still over half of the lamb bone stew remaining, "Are you planning to finish all these before going back?"

"Mm, you should eat more too."

Estimating that Sienna Thornton wouldn’t be done within half an hour, Simon Forrester went outside alone to smoke. He calculated his timing perfectly, returning just as Sienna Thornton was finishing.

Seeing her finish off the entire pot of spicy lamb bone stew, Simon Forrester instinctively wanted to look at her lips.

But she kept her head down, swiping through her phone while gnawing on the lamb bone stew. After observing a few times, Simon Forrester couldn’t tell if her lips were swollen, but from that unique angle, he could still discern her refined features.

Among girls, rarely are there sword-shaped eyebrows with such boldness, eyes not overly large like cow eyes, but long Phoenix-like eyes with slightly upturned corners that convey allure and courage with every glance.

With such eyebrows and eyes, Simon Forrester suddenly felt that if Sienna Thornton lived in ancient times, she would undoubtedly be a heroine.

She’s unlike typical girls who are simple and innocent, carrying a metaphorical spear and sword while building layers of protection around herself; every sentence holds her concealed motives, along with impregnable defenses.

Conquering a woman like this, wouldn’t it be quite a triumph...

Realizing his thoughts were misaligned, Simon Forrester abruptly shifted his gaze away from Sienna Thornton’s face.

"Whew..." Sienna Thornton removed the disposable gloves, grabbing a wet wipe, "I’m done eating; do you want anything else?"

"No," catching a glimpse of her slightly swollen and slightly curled lips, Simon Forrester coughed lightly, standing up a bit awkwardly, "If you’re done, let’s head back."