Immediately, two other chefs stepped forward. Each of them carefully dished portions of both Finn's pasta and the head chef's pasta onto separate plates before carrying them over to Orion.
The first plate presented was Finn's.
Orion slowly dipped his fork into the creamy spaghetti, twirling a generous portion around it before bringing it to his mouth. The moment the pasta touched his tongue, his eyes widened in pure shock.
Truthfully, Orion had not been afraid to taste Finn's cooking. Yes, the creamy spaghetti looked heavenly to the eye, rich with sauce and perfectly garnished, but Orion firmly believed that appearances could be deceiving. A dish could look beautiful on the outside yet taste absolutely horrible.
Still, he had prepared himself to endure it if necessary.
But this…
This was beyond anything he had expected.
"O…oh my goodness…" Orion blurted out in disbelief.
