Genius Child: CEO & His Private Chef
CHAPTER 8. Wagering

***Colle Angela's rented house***

Rossy sat daydreaming on Michelle's rented living room couch after Chandra borrowed a cell phone and went into the bedroom.

"What's Rossy doing?" ask Michelle.

Michelle has been friends with Rossy for a long time so she knows something is bothering her close friend's mind.

Michelle's guess is not wrong. Rossy is still concerned about the presence of leukemia in Kelvin's body.

Although the results of a medical check-up at Healing Hands Hospital showed Kelvin was very healthy, but the words of doctors in America ring continuously in Rossy's ear. The young mother also shared her concerns with Michelle.

"Does the maternity hospital store Kelvin cord blood?" ask Michelle.

Michelle believes Rossy must have checked Kelvin's cord blood into the maternity hospital.

"They don't store Kelvin's cord blood" Rossy replied with a lethargic face.

"Rossy! What do you want to do now?" ask Michelle.

"Michelle! I want you to help me figure out Mister W's true identity" Rossy replied.

"alright. I'll let you know as soon as I get the info on Mister W" Michelle said.

Regarding the matter of Mister W, Michelle could ask her a friend who gave her info about the tube baby five years ago. Whatever Rossy wants to do, Michelle will support him 100%.

"Thank You Michelle" Rossy said as she hugged Michelle.

***Mansion Wijaya***

At six in the morning Rossy arrived at the Wijaya Mansion with his suitcase. 

Rossy looks like the interview time yesterday that is hair in a bun, a slightly dark face, has a lot of dark spots and wears large glasses.

"Miss Rossy. This is your bedroom" said Mr. Lesmana.

"Thank you Mr. Lesmana" Rossy said.

Rossy put his suitcase in the room and followed Mr. Lesmana to the kitchen where he would work every day.

Rossy was amazed to see a large and complete kitchen with all the cooking equipment. A large refrigerator filled with all kinds of side dishes and fresh vegetables.

Mr. Lesmana handed over a journal to Rossy.

"In this journal written a selection of breakfast, lunch, dinner, and soup menu for Mr. Jackson. Miss Rossy can cook on the written list. Miss Rossy can modify her cooking according to the skills of the lady," explained Mr. Lesmana.

"Well Mr. Lesmana," replied Rossy.

"Since childhood Mr. Jackson suffered from eating disorder. The food put in his mouth will be spewed back. Many chefs have failed. I really hope Miss Rossy's cooking can cure Mr. Jackson" continued Mr. Lesmana.

Mr. Lesmana already considers Rossy to be Jackson's goddess of salvation.

"I will do my best Mr. Lesmana" Rossy said.

"It turns out Mr. Jackson has an eating disorder so his body is weak. I misunderstood him at the airport" Rossy said.

"Miss Rossy can rest in the room. If Mr. Jackson wants breakfast, I'll call Miss '" said Mr. Lesmana.

"Thank you Mr. Lesmana" Rossy said.

Rossy walked to the room prepared for her strand and began to tidy up the items that were inside her suitcase.

Rossy read the journal given by Mr. Lesmana earlier after finishing putting all his clothes in the closet.

In the journal contains all food menus made by nutritionists. All of the food was tailored to Jackson's health condition.

"Tok Tok Tok..."

There was a knock on the door so Rossy walked towards the door.

Rossy opened the door and saw Mr. Lesmana standing in front of the door.

"Miss Rossy! Mr. Jackson wants breakfast food to be available at ten" Mr. Lesmana said.

"Good, Mr. Lesmana. I'll cook it now" Rossy replied.

The two of them walked together towards the kitchen of the Wijaya Mansion. This time Rossy decided to make seafood porridge for Jackson's breakfast.

Rossy still remembers clearly the seafood he used to cook fried rice yesterday is all very fresh and will further add to the taste of seafood porridge cooked.

***

Rossy's phone in his pants pocket rang. From her ringtone Rossy found out Michelle who called her so decided to pick up the phone from Michelle by using handsfree while cooking.

"Hello, Michelle!" says Rossy.

"Rossy! I've been trying to find information from the upperclassmen who used to intern at the maternity hospital about Mister W. Someone from Healing Hands Hospital who contacted the maternity hospital for IVF tube baby program. I suspect Felix Wilson, the son of the owner of Healing Hands Hospital, is Mister W" Michelle said.

"Felix Wilson? WILSON'S? Mister W?" says Rossy.

The young mother felt Michelle's guess might be true.

"Michelle's. Do you know where Felix Wilson is now?" ask Rossy.

"Felix Wilson travels a lot . But I heard the news that Felix Wilson had been Jackson Wijaya's psychiatrist for many years and their relationship was very close. Felix Wilson went to the Wijaya Mansion a lot" Michelle replied.

"Near Jackson Wijaya? I have to find information about Felix Wilson from Jackson Wijaya" Rossy said.

"Thank you for the information, Michelle" Rossy said.

"Just like Rossy. I'll be practicing at Healing Hands Hospital. Kelvin's coming with me. Kelvin can wait for me in the kids' playroom" Michelle said.

Healing Hands Hospital has a children's playroom that is used for children's playgrounds that come to visit their families who are being treated at Healing Hands Hospital.

"Thank you Michelle" Rossy said, ending the conversation.

***

Rossy poured the cooked seafood porridge into the bowl and placed the bowl on the tray. Mr. Lesmana came to the kitchen to grab breakfast and drove him to Jackson.

"Pak Lesmana's. Today is my first day at work. I'd like to deliver breakfast to Mr. Jackson, '" Rossy said.

"alright. Mr. Jackson's room is on the second floor. Miss Rossy can climb the stairs on the right. The room with the black door is Mr. Jackson's room" explained Mr. Lesmana.

"Thank you for the lead, Mr. Lesmana," Rossy said.

"Together Miss Rossy" said Mr. Lesmana.

***

"Mr Jackson! I came to deliver breakfast" Rossy said, knocking on the black door. After waiting for a while, there was still no sound from inside the room.

"Mr Jackson! I'm going in now" Rossy said and opened the door slowly.

Rossy walks into the room holding a tray. The room looks empty and there is no appearance of Jackson there.

Suddenly Rossy hears the door open and Jackson exits the bathroom wearing only a bathrobe and not tying it tightly so that Jackson's chest is exposed and makes Rossy see clearly jackson's athletic body.

Rossy could not distract him, as if hypnotized by Jackson's exposed body parts. His fantasy is floating everywhere.

Rossy did not expect from Jackson's weak outer appearance, could have an athletic body.

Jackson tidied up his bathrobes so that Rossy realized from his fantasy. The young girl tried to calmly look at Jackson.

"Mr Jackson! I'm delivering breakfast" Rossy said.

Rossy put the tray on the table.

"Mr Jackson. The seafood porridge is very fresh and delicious. Mr. Jackson can try a little bit" Rossy said.

The young girl tried to persuade Jackson to taste her food.

"Bring it out and throw away the seafood porridge!" jackson's orders.

"Dump the porridge? Mr. Jackson doesn't appreciate my cooking" Rossy complained.

The young girl began to be lured in with Jackson's arrogant demeanor.

"You're just a personal chef I pay. You have no right to force me to eat" Jackson exasperated.

"Mr Jackson! A lot of people have diseases like you and can recover. You cannot refuse to eat food. You have to fight the disease. I'm sure my cooking will make you tasteful and will love food again" Rossy said.

Jackson was silent at Rossy's words and his face was no longer so tense.

"Mr Jackson. My cooking is so good. Would you like to taste it now?" Rossy tried to persuade Jackson again.

"I don't want to eat" Jackson said in a flat voice.

Rossy knew he couldn't force Jackson too much. He will try continuously to make Jackson willing to eat his cooking.

"Seafood porridge if thrown very redundant. Since Mr. Jackson won't eat it, how about giving it to me?" ask Rossy.

Rossy just remembered since morning he had not eaten anything because he had to come to the Wijaya Mansion.

Although Jackson was a bit surprised by Rossy's request, but the young girl's words had a point. He cannot be redundant.

"He he he. Sorry Mr. Jackson. I haven't eaten since morning" Rossy said shyly.

"alright. Eat up!" answer Jackson.

"Thank you Mr. Jackson," Rossy said and wanted to take a tray off the table.

"Sit down and eat here!" jackson's orders.

"WHAT?" rossy shouted spontaneously.

Jackson walks up to Rossy and shows him the chair in front of the table.

"Sit down!" Jackson's orders.

Rossy obeyed Jackson's orders and sat down on the chair pointed at by the man.

"Eat!" tell Jackson to look at Rossy.

"He wants to eat in front of him? Does he like to see mukbang shows?" cry Rossy's heart.

#mukbang is an online live broadcast of visual footage in which a host eats a large amount of food while interacting with his audience#

"ah! Whatever! There was no harm in eating in front of him" cried Rossy's heart.

"Hmm. That's so good," Rossy said.

Rossy enjoyed his own cooking.

"Mister Gordon will definitely be proud of me because my cooking is getting better" Rossy said in his heart.

One bowl of seafood porridge was eaten by Rossy in a short time.

"Your expression is too much" Jackson said.

Jackson thought Rossy was deliberately showing a good appetite in front of him.

"Mr Jackson doesn't believe my cooking is good??" ask Rossy.

"You're in the middle" replied Jackson.

"Mr Jackson! How dare you bet on me?" challenge Rossy.

"Oh yeah? What do you want to bet??" ask Jackson.

"In one week Mr. Jackson will definitely eat my cooking. If I win, Mr. Jackson will raise my salary tenfold" Rossy replied.

"What if you lose?" ask Jackson.

"I'll be your personal chef for two months without a salary" Rossy replied.

"I can find a new personal chef" Jackson said.

"What does Mr. Jackson want if I lose?" ask Rossy.

"You have to be my maid for two months" Jackson replied.

Rossy is very confident in his cooking and is confident he can win.

"What if Mr. Jackson pretends to dislike my cooking in order to win a bet?" ask Rossy.

"I can pay you ten times your salary. Why am I lying" Jackson said.

"OKay! Deal!" says Rossy.

"Betting time is calculated from now on. Betting will end next week at 10:30 a.m.," Jackson said.

"alright. Mr Jackson, may I see your psychiatrist?" ask Rossy.

"My psychiatrist? Felix Wilson's? Why would you want to meet him?" asked Jackson in an investigative tone.

"I want to have a discussion with him about nutritious food for your health so that I can win a bet" Rossy replied nervously.

"It turns out he was very worried about my health. That bet was his way of getting my attention" Jackson said.

Many women liked Jackson and openly chased after the man.

Jackson's cold attitude made it difficult for them to approach him. It makes Jackson has a high level of piety and narcissism so that assume mothers like Rossy will admire and like him.

"For a while you haven't been able to meet him" Jackson said.

Felix Wilson was busy helping Jackson seek information from specialist doctors about other alternatives to Kelvin's treatment.

Rossy was disappointed that he could not meet Felix.

"Why are you so worried about my health?? You have to deny whatever your intentions are to me. You are not my style" said Jackson Wijaya.

"I mean I want to approach him? No! No! No! I wouldn't be interested in him" Rossy said.

"Just calm down, Mr. Jackson. I could have sworn on behalf of my son's biological father that I had no hidden intentions toward you" Rossy said.

"If I have any hidden intentions, then my son's biological father will be struck by lightning!" continued Rossy.

" Remember your oath!" said Jackson.

"I'm going to lunch at one in the afternoon and dinner at seven in the evening" Jackson continued

"Okay, Mr. Jackson. I'll prepare the lunch and dinner on time" Rossy said, carrying a tray containing an empty bowl out of Jackson's room.

***

Who will win the bet?

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