Isabella didn’t even hesitate. “Don’t you have chefs and staff for that?”
Ethan replied, “Natalie says you’re an amazing cook. She really wants to try your food. Come back, have dinner with us, and then we can walk along the beach together.”
So that was it. Isabella could just imagine Natalie whispering to Ethan, and she silently cursed them both a thousand times. Out loud, she said, “I’m not coming back yet. I’m flying kites and I made a bet with some kids. If I leave now, I lose, and then I’ll have to buy everyone snacks.”
“Tell Natalie if she wants my cooking so badly, I’ll just open a restaurant one day. She can eat there every day if she wants, but she’ll have to pay. I’m running a business, not a charity.”
“Isabella Lane!” Ethan’s voice dropped low, a clear warning.
But she didn’t care. She wasn’t that woman who used to hang on his every word.
“Ethan, aren’t you a good cook too? Didn’t you learn just for Natalie? Why don’t you help out and show off a little? She’d love it.” Her voice was cool and dismissive. “Anyway, I’ve got a kite to fly.”
She ended the call.
Ethan was so angry he nearly threw his phone, but with Jordan and Natalie standing there, he had to keep up the act. Pushing down his frustration, he turned to Natalie with a helpless shrug. “Isabella’s flying kites and made a bet with some kids. She says if she comes back now, she’ll lose, and she hates losing. She’s in her twenties and still acts like a kid. She never changes.”
“Natalie, I can help with dinner,” he offered, moving closer. “I’m not bad in the kitchen, you know.”
Natalie, annoyed that Ethan couldn’t convince Isabella to come back and play housekeeper, quickly stopped him. “Ethan, let the staff do it.”
She turned to Jackson. “Honey, dinner’s going to take a while. Why don’t we walk down to the beach and watch Isabella with her kite?”



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