My Secret Billionaire Husband
Chapter 1822 - 1816: Joanna Lawrence took all the attention by herself.

Chapter 1822: Chapter 1816: Joanna Lawrence took all the attention by herself.

She felt that Joanna Lawrence had enjoyed all the limelight.

Now everyone in the team seemed to admire Joanna very much.

She had just helped sell a few things, that’s all.

There was nothing remarkable about it.

Those things: she could have done them too.

Seeing James Harold’s reaction, Coco Wadsley’s face darkened and showed a very unhappy expression.

She had grouped James with her own team, so his current behavior was seen by her as a betrayal.

"Alright, we’ve successfully completed our task now. Joanna really saved us this time. If it weren’t for her, we would have definitely failed," Faye Lister gently said, holding Joanna’s hand. "When I have the chance, I’m definitely treating you to a meal."

"Faye, you’re too kind." Joanna laughed and said, "You’ve helped me too."

"Can we go back to eat now?" Porter Rushbrook, standing next to her, rubbed his belly. "I’m hungry. Joanna, what are we having for lunch?"

Joanna turned her head and met the eager gazes of four pairs of eyes.

Quin Simpson looked at her expectantly: "Yeah, Joanna, what are we having for lunch?"

That morning’s meal had left them longing for Joanna’s culinary skills.

Joanna looked at them, amused: "Well, it depends on how much our commission income is. If it’s decent, I can consider making you two meat dishes for lunch. But don’t think you can just sit back and enjoy – when the time comes, you’ll all help me out in the kitchen."

"No problem. You cook, we’ll help out and clean up after the meal. So are we heading back now?"

Joanna checked the time and nodded: "Yeah, let’s head back first."

*

Joanna’s team made over 50 dollars by selling lotus root.

Not only did Faye’s side not make money, they seemed to have lost quite a bit. However, the Boss still symbolically gave them twenty dollars.

Twenty dollars for five people to use obviously wasn’t enough.

With that money, each person could only afford a pack of instant noodles and a sausage for lunch.

On the other hand, Joanna’s side went to the vegetable market and bought quite a lot of food with that over 50 dollars.

She bought a pound of meat, a fish, and plenty of vegetables. Porter and Quin acted as her little followers, each carrying a bag, as they happily returned to their quadrangle courtyard residence.

"For lunch, I’ll make General Tso’s Chicken, Pork Roast, and stir-fry two vegetable dishes. It should be enough for the five of us with four dishes. The remaining vegetables can be used for noodle soup for dinner. What do you think?"

Fifty dollars could still buy quite a lot of food, enough for them to eat for a whole day.

"We get to have General Tso’s Chicken and Pork Roast for lunch?" Quin Simpson was as excited as a two-hundred-pound man. "That’s amazing! I think it’s more than OK."

"I think it’s very OK too."

"Isn’t it a bit too much for us?" Paul Wood entered the kitchen from outside and, lowering his voice, said, "I just saw James and his team eating instant noodles. Will eating General Tso’s Chicken and Pork Roast be upsetting to them?"

"If they’re so pitiful, eating instant noodles, it seems like we’re going overboard. But what does this have to do with us? Everyone earns their own meals. If it weren’t for Joanna helping them, I think they wouldn’t even have instant noodles to eat."

Joanna looked at the chattering men, and with a smile, said: "Alright, are you guys done talking? If you are, come and help out. Porter, go wash these vegetables. Quin, go boil some water; the meat needs to be parboiled first."