Just a Doll Face

ith them but it was not like he could escape from them even if he wanted to. Being the son of the most famous chef in the e

of the great chef Seth Christopher Adams but also as the most handsome guy they had ever seen but what they did not know about him was that he, unlike his father, had never felt joy in cooking, he simply took the major becau

fe as it led him, having no aims of his own like an object thrown in the ocean, no one would know where he would be going, would it submerge and ta

nt until that girl had arrived, disturbing his peace. It was probably the hundredth time that she was asking him that same question and he had given up on rejecting her and kept quiet, continuing to read his novel. “I would love to take that as a yes and submit our names.” The girl just did not know when to give up and she had annoyed Jo

a novel. “Should I just submit our names together?” she asked again and Joshua took in a deep breath, controlling his urge to snap at her. “Should I?” she teased him again, trying to get a r

was being rude with that pretty face of his as if two different people existed in one body, one occupied the mind while the other occupied the physique and not to mention that she was the only one

but Joshua was not into the faces and beauties. All his life, he had been cornered and looked down upon for being considered to have the pretty privilege while only he knew how hard he tried even if

o one in my batch wants to work with you.” Sasha sweetly smiled and Joshua ran his fingers through his hair in frustration while Shasha admired his beauty to the fullest, the flexed muscles of his