Vivian couldn't really invest in a man who was younger than her and just wait for him to be successful one day, whether it was with money or love.

“It's very nice to meet you, Chef Castro!"

Seeing Idris in person, Kash felt proud.

“Let me properly introduce myself. I‘m Kash Debenham, director of the Sheffield Writers’ Association and also a writer myself."

In reality, Kash was a two-star writer.

Despite the fact that Kash and Idris were working in different industries, he didn't feel comfortable saying he was a two-star writer, when faced with a three-star chef.

Kash had achieved fame at a young age. But then he became obsessed with power and worked hard to finally become the director of the Writers’ Association. However, he had long stopped writing since he started the pursuit of fame and power.

“Nice to meet you, Mr. Debenham. It's an honor to entertain you."

It was obvious that Idris was not a natural when it came to socializing. He spoke with a serious tone and all of his words seemed kind of forced.

Kash, however was very happy with him, and praised his cooking over and over again.

“By the way, Idris, who taught you how to cook?" Surely, to train such a young chef to the three-star level, your teacher must be a famous five-star chef, right?"

“Yes.” Idris nodded.

“My teacher is indeed a five-star chef, but it's not appropriate for me to reveal her name.”

This came as quite a disappointment to Kash, who always Liked making friends with celebrities. But he understood that Idris' dilemma, so he had to Let it go.

After this short conversation with Kash, Idris said goodbye and left. Just at that moment, Kash's phone started ringing.

“Hello, Mr. Willows. What? You're coming over? Okay, okay, I understand..."

Kash hung up the phone, an enigmatic expression on his face.

He glanced at Vivian. "Vivian, you are really Lucky," he said, with no explanation.

“What?" Vivian asked, puzzled by what he could mean by this.

She had an inkling, but wouldn't dare say it out loud, since Kash hadn't explicitly said anything to give it away.

As it turned out, she had guessed correctly. Kash's face lit up. "Curt Willows, the chairman of the Sheffield Writers’ Association is coming here later. Vivian, since we're together now, you'll get to see him too!"

“Ah! Thank you so much, Mr. Debenham." Patricia thanked Kash too, as soon as she heard what he had said.

“Congratulations!" Lara and Jacqueline smiled.

Curt was a big shot in the domestic literary scene.