The mansion's kitchen was the size of Ellis's house; that's what she concluded when she entered the white room with marble everywhere imaginable and unimaginable. The brunette's surprised look didn't go unnoticed by the matriarch of the Amorielle family, who rolled her eyes while thinking about the kind of classless and poorly dressed person her son was going to marry.
"Come, dear, let's go to the countertop,"Antonietta asked as she walked towards the central island of her kitchen. "My chef went to fetch the lamb meat, in the meantime, we'll do the Mise en place of the ingredients."
"Mise, what?"Ellis raised an eyebrow and asked.
"Mise en place, dear,"Antonietta repeated, restraining herself from rolling her eyes at Ellis's ignorance. She placed her hands on the countertop and b
