My Secret Billionaire Husband
Chapter 1878 - 1872: Joanna, what are you doing?

Chapter 1878: Chapter 1872: Joanna, what are you doing?

"I originally planned to introduce Brandon to you. But I never expected that scheming woman would deceive him into getting married." Lady Octavia said with regret in her eyes.

Diana Kinsman paused before smiling and saying, "Mr. Heath is a very excellent man, I am willing to be friends with him."

The implication of her words was that she had never considered having any other relationship with Brandon Heath.

Lady Octavia naturally also figured this out.

She sighed regretfully, "It seems that Brandon doesn’t have this good luck."

However, in her heart, she admired and liked Diana Kinsman even more.

She was even more convinced of Diana’s extraordinary background.

Because Diana knew Brandon’s identity, and she clearly showed her liking for him. If it was any other woman, who could refuse?

They all are eager to marry into the Heath family.

But Diana really had no such intentions at all.

*

Nearing noon.

Joanna Lawrence and her small team spent nearly two hours at the market, and finally bought all the food for the students’ lunch.

The group, laden with a ton of bags of food, returned home.

Although the Program Group only gave them 50 dollars for shopping, what they bought was far more than 50 dollars’ worth.

Among them, a few handsome young idols managed to get a lot of discounts with their good looks, and quite a few vendors gave them extra food to show their admiration.

This lunch for more than twenty people, costing only 50 dollars, was finally sorted out.

The group worked together.

Joanna asked Porter Rushbrook and the others to wash the vegetables, and called Quin Simpson and Paul Wood to collect some firewood.

The school café used a stove that burned firewood, and the small amount of firewood in there wasn’t enough to cook for everyone.

She took out a bag of flour, ready to make a savory pancake.

Flour is cheap. With a little green onion, you can make a delicious savory pancake that fills you up.

This can be considered a dish.

Add two vegetarian dishes, a meat dish, and a soup, and it would be enough for the students’ lunch.

Porter Rushbrook, Quin Simpson and the other young idols were raised with indulgence before their debut, and few of them had ever done any household chores.

But they were all willing to be ordered around by Joanna. After Joanna arranged everything, they went off cheerfully to do their assigned tasks.

This was Joanna’s first time cooking for such a large crowd.

She chose to make some relatively simple home-style dishes: stir-fried cabbage with vinegar glaze, tofu scramble, pork and potato stew, and ceviche.

The pork skin was cheap, the boss gave her a discount, and she could make it into a meat dish.

Once Joanna had just finished baking the pancakes, Porter and the others, drawn by the delicious smell, came in.

"Wow, it smells wonderful. Joanna, what are you making?" Quin Simpson sniffed the air and walked over to the stove, his mouth watering.

The freshly baked savory pancakes were still steaming, the scent of green onions wafting around the room, making Quin Simpson swallow his saliva.

"I’m frying up some savory pancakes. They just got done, do you want to taste them?" Joanna said, using a fork to lift a savory pancake and hand it to Quin Simpson, who was standing nearby swallowing his saliva. "Be careful, it’s a bit hot."

Quin Simpson, who earlier went with Paul Wood to collect firewood for an hour, was already hungry since he had never done such physical work before. He didn’t stand on ceremony and just took the pancake.

Then he took a big bite.

"Wow, this is delicious." At this moment, he didn’t look like his usual graceful and refined self,