"Ms. Kingsley, are you suggesting that we should start making our own pastries?" Maximilian asked with a wry smile.
"If that were the case, it would be great. But I know you're not skilled in pastry-making, otherwise, you might've done it already," Kiyomi replied. "You must understand that organic food is very hard to come by.
Those cheap imitations can only mimic the taste and texture to a certain degree, but they can never truly replace real food." Kiyomi said this with a smirk, her confidence practically radiating off her.
Is this girl alright in the head? Why is she suddenly so passionate about food, pastries, and whatever else? Is there a point to all this? Maximilian wondered.
"What are you trying to say, Ms. Kingsley?" Maximilian asked, his smile now strained.
