Zachary Santos's culinary skills were indeed impressive, and Jasmine Yale loved the food he made.
He and his brother were truly nothing alike.
She heard from Ann Nolan that Zaiden Santos was someone who "wouldn't soil his ten fingers with spring water," the epitome of a pampered rich boy.
"I'm quite familiar with Old York, how about I take you out for a tour this afternoon? I just happen to have tickets to a concert, want to go?" Zachary Santos asked them.
Ann Nolan smiled and said, "Jasmine and I will go, and you can stay and play with Little Candy. I haven't been out for a long time, it's just right that Jasmine is here."
"Sure, Jasmine and you go, I'll stay at home with Little Candy."
"Are you sure you can handle it?"
"You could give it a try," Zachary Santos smiled, curling his lips, "I'm just afraid that by the end, Little Candy won't even want you as her mother, just me."
Both Ann Nolan and Jasmine Yale laughed.
