Chapter 869
Chapter 15: The Food of God’s
“I never thought it’d be this chaotic.”
I thought being a Count meant having a respectable status and a significant fortune, but I was dead wrong.
“I don’t want to eat this!”
“Aida, there are people outside starving with even less than this. Stop whining.”
Aida, my little sister, threw the bread aside and started crying, while our father, Count Bradley Somerset, scolded her sternly.
I took a look at the food in front of me, realizing the dining scene at a noble household looked a lot like that of a regular family.
On the table was a thin, unidentifiable soup and bread that felt as hard as rocks.
Definitely not anything a child would want to eat.
Determined to push through, I tried dipping the bread into the soup, but just as I broke it apart—
Crack!
Did I just hear something snap?