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This is delicious! It's not bad at all.

I have a meeting at 9 a.m. tomorrow.

I want you to bring my coffee to the main conference room.

Nubdao! We're in the middle of a meeting!

- Who gave you permission to come in? - I did.

This year, we're only allowed to hire one kitchen helper.

Who's writing the exam?

I am.

Mr. Pathawee?

I'm Mr. Wee's secretary.

I want to know his secrets.

What's in it for me?

Anything you want.

Deal.

Give this to my children. Ten thousand baht.

Starting tomorrow, you'll be working for me.

Doesn't matter whether you agree or not.

You have to follow my orders either way.

Why did you send me this video?

Didn't you ask me to dig into your brother's secrets?

Hello!

Mr. Lay!

I was just thinking about you.

I know. That's why I came.

The secret about Wee liking men?

That’s nonsense. What century are we living in?

Whether he likes men or women is none of my business.

I'm not going to play dirty

and attack him over something so petty. It's dumb.

But if the chairman finds out,

he might not be pleased.

You got anything…

more interesting than this?

I suspect Mr. Pathawee

and his so-called "friend" Talay

are up to something suspicious.

And what proof do you have?

None yet.

Then your job's not done, Yada.

You used to be better than this.

I'm planning to demolish the small guest house and replace it

with a waterfall garden. It'll make the house feel more peaceful.

But the guest house is still in good condition.

Wouldn't it be a waste to tear it down?

The feng shui master says having a waterfall there

will be good.

Money flowing in like water.

Besides,

I don't want to keep that place. It's an eyesore.

Still, you should consult the kids first.

That house belonged to their mother.

Not necessary. I'm the head of this family.

I make the decisions. Who's more important than me?

Today marks another year since your mother passed.

Do you think Taychit even remembers?

Dream on, Grandma.

Since Mom died,

I've never once seen Dad make merit for her.

That's because

he never considered your mother his real wife.

He’s never even seen you as his real children.

Now that Pathawee is back,

you two are nothing more than stray dogs to him.

Before long, your father will give everything to him.

Look,

Pathawee comes back

and Kim gets kicked out of the house.

Next, it'll be you, Tawan.

That man is so drunk on his own arrogance,

he’s forgotten

that your mother was once his devoted wife.

Now, all he cares about

is that mistress and her son.

But don't worry.

I'll remind him exactly who he used to be.

Tawan, help me pack.

Yes, Grandma.

This is gonna be fun.

Here.

This is Kwao Krua Daeng. Steep it in liquor

and give it to the boss. He’ll be yours.

Are you sure about this, Mom?

Come on. Don’t be stupid.

Or would you rather see him in another woman’s bed?

Take it.

Mom, what if he eats it

and something happens to him?

Of course, something will happen.

That’s the whole point.

Mom!

It will just arouse him.

Don't worry. I won't kill him.

If you want him to be your husband, you have to trust me.

Take it.

Good afternoon.

Are you disappointed

to see me still alive

and not dead like Jitsuda?

Are you here to visit your grandchildren or just to antagonize me?

Neither.

Since it's my daughter's death anniversary,

I thought I'd do something for her.

What are you planning to do?

Grandma's moving in. She’s part of this household now.

You think this house is a hotel?

You can't just waltz in whenever you please.

You never asked us when you moved in your mistress and her son, did you?

This is my house. I’ll do whatever I want.

Then this house

has always been a hotel,

complete with a bed

and a woman to serve you.

Shut up, Promtawan.

Oh, don't worry.

I won't be a burden

under your roof.

I'll stay in the small guest house where Jitsuda spent her final days.

I won't interfere with you and your mistress enjoying your life.

Oh.

And I hope

you haven't forgotten.

This house

may belong to you,

but the land belongs to me.

Let's go.

Grandma, are you sure

you don't want to stay in the main house?

No. I won't step foot into that house and waste my energy.

If your mother could live here,

why can't I?

It's so satisfying just thinking about how furious Dad and his mistress

must be that you're moving in.

I bet they nearly choked on their rage. Serves them right!

This is nothing compared to what they did to your mother.

Those two

probably want me gone.

They can keep dreaming.

I'll make sure they’re never happy

until the day I die.

I heard

Dad plans to appoint Pathawee as the next chairman.

Is that true, Kim?

Never underestimate your enemies.

They could be plotting against you right now,

and you'd never even know it.

No matter what they plan, I will be the next chairman.

Don't worry, Grandma.

Having Mrs. Jitree move in might not be such a bad thing.

At least Kimhan and Promtawan will have someone to look after them.

You don't know her like I do.

She's vengeful.

Let me tell you. She's far more dangerous than you think.

Maybe she's just hurting

from losing her daughter.

Try to understand her.

Some people are like cobras.

If you let them into your home,

they'll bite you.

Mr. Taychit,

you never see the good in people, do you?

Just wait and see. Don't say I didn't warn you.

The best thing you can do

is stay away from her.

Uncle Pu.

There's food in the fridge.

Alright.

Here's the money I borrowed from you.

Every last baht.

Ten thousand baht?

Uncle Pu,

you stole 10,000 baht from us?

And what's with all that food?

Nothing. My customer just bailed on me.

Where did you even get this money?

That’s none of your business.

Just know that I’ve paid you back

every single baht, interest included.

Not one baht short. That's all.

Just wait a little longer, my dear.

Sis! Sis!

I barely recognized you!

If even you can't recognize me,

then there's no way Taychit will.

He's never met me before.

Sis!

Take a deep breath.

Don’t focus on competing with others. Just beat your own limits

Thank you, Nubdao.

Good luck, Namfah.

I'll head to work now.

Alright, candidates, please enter the examination room.

I'm so sorry!

Are you okay?

I'm fine. Thank you.

Alright.

- You are… - I'm Fah. Namfah.

Namfah?

- Alright. Thank you. - Sure.

After you, Auntie.

Alright, everyone. You may begin.

WHICH PART OF AN ANIMAL IS "GÉSIERS"?

Gésiers? What animal part is that?

What does it mean in French?

Spleen, spinal cord, stomach, or brain?

This French dish

is like a poultry medley,

using ingredients from chicken,

turkey, duck, and goose. The term "gésiers"

simply means "gizzard", a thick-walled part

of a bird's digestive tract that helps grind food

using small stones or grit.

It's essentially the bird's equivalent of a stomach.

Time's up. Please put your pens down.

Your test results

will be emailed to you by midnight.

Candidates who pass the written exam must return for the practical exam

at the designated date and time.

If you don't appear, you'll forfeit your candidacy.

The test was so hard.

There were so many questions I wasn't sure about.

Cooking requires both skill and experience.

You need to keep practicing, experimenting with new things constantly.

Why did you apply for a kitchen helper position?

I think

you seem more qualified to be a chef.

If given the chance, I'd love to be.

But right now, I'm not skilled enough yet.

Namfah.

How did it go?

Auntie,

this is my sister, Nubdao.

Hello.

Namfah… Nubdao…

You two are sisters?

Yes.

I see. I should get going now.

Hopefully, we'll meet again.

- Goodbye. - Goodbye.

Who's that man?

That's Chairman Taychit, the owner of this place.

You mean Mr. Kimhan and Mr. Pathawee's father?

Whoa, he looks intense.

Golden rule here. Never gossip about the boss.

By the way, do you know who set the exam questions?

Why do you want to know that?

Mr. Pathawee?

I wrote the exam questions.

It was brutal!

Tougher than the university entrance exams!

- Were you trying to eliminate us all? - Namfah!

Anything that's hard to achieve has value.

Every industry needs the best of the best.

I want to work with people who have passion and dedication for cooking.

I assume you think so too. That's why you applied, right?

I understand now.

I really hope I make it to the top five

who pass this round.

Excuse me. I have to go.

Nubdao,

where are you going? Lunch break isn't even over yet.

A new video just dropped from Eat with Me!

You follow that channel?

I'm the ultimate fangirl!

If he ever has a fan meeting or event, I'd be the first in line.

I'm dying to meet the admin in person!

He's just a chef, not a superstar. Why would you want to meet him?

He’s the reason I want to become a chef.

I just want to meet him once to say thank you.

Honestly, in the exam, I got a question right because of his videos.

Really? Which question?

I wouldn’t tell you.

Do you realize what you did wrong?

What do you mean? What did I do wrong?

Can't you figure it out yourself?

Are you mad because

I talked to Mr. Pathawee?

Relax. I’m fine. Wee is already dating someone.

Yes, and?

I mean, who you talk to

is none of my business.

Why would I care?

Then, what are you mad about?

I already told you.

You work under me. You need to report to me about everything.

I haven't seen you all morning.

I was planning to report to you this afternoon.

Too late. I want updates in real-time.

So petty.

I heard that.

Nothing. Your "orders"

are law, so, of course, I'll follow them.

Good.

I don't like people disobeying me.

YOUNGER HENS OLDER HENS

Eggs from younger hens

are smaller than those from older hens

but richer in nutrients.

Their egg whites are thicker and more flavorful.

When cracked open, they look like this.

Meanwhile, eggs from older hens

have more liquid whites, making them runnier.

They also tend to splatter more when fried, and the taste is not as rich.

So? Did they send the results yet?

Not yet.

It's almost midnight though.

The email is here!

Open it now.

Well? Did you pass?

HELPER CHEF RESULT CONGRATULATIONS TO MS. NAMFAH

I passed!

I passed!

Well done!

Let's dance!

Be careful.

My daughters…

How are they doing?

Do they cry a lot? Are they fussy eaters?

How are they?

Nubdao and Namfah don't cry much.

They're easygoing. Don't worry.

Right now,

I'm looking for a top lawyer to help you.

Just hold on a little longer, Mirantee.

My babies…

I'm so sorry.

I truly had no idea. I didn't know anything.

I need to ask you something.

Please promise me.

What is it? Just tell me.

Don't tell them

their mother's name was Mirantee.

Don't tell them.

Why?

I'm scared for them.

I don't want them dragged into this.

If they find out

these two are my children,

they won't let them go.

Please promise me. Don't tell them.

Please.

But what if they grow up

and ask? What should I tell them?

Tell them…

Tell them their mother's name was Daoruang

and that she died.

Please,

promise me.

Alright…

I'll do as you say.

No one will ever know that these two

are your children.

Their mother's name is Daoruang,

and she is gone.

When is Mom coming home?

I just want to hold my babies…

Weha…

Where is Weha?

Where is he, Pu? Where is he?

Pu!

Weha is dead.

Weha…

Weha…

EXPOSING THE COVER-UP MURDER OF…

EXPOSING THE COVER-UP MURDER OF ORIENTAL PARADISE'S FOUNDER

HOPE THE MURDERER ROTS IN HELL

DON'T LET THE MURDERER GET AWAY WITH IT

EXPOSING THE COVER-UP MURDER OF ORIENTAL PARADISE'S FOUNDER (KILL BILL)

DON'T LET THE CRIMINAL GO UNPUNISHED

MORE DRAMATIC THAN A SOAP OPERA

THE WORLD IS GETTING SCARIER

I know everyone is worried,

but what do you expect me to do?

Some internet troll made up this entire story.

Regardless of whether it's true or not,

this scandal is damaging the hotel's reputation.

Most shareholders are upset. Some are even considering selling their shares.

We need to do something. We can't let this spiral out of control.

Then tell me. What do you suggest? Anyone?

I think we should hold a press conference

to clear things up and confirm that Mr. Aran's death

was a suicide, not murder.

I didn’t expect this to be all the vice president could think of.

If you're not going to help, don't be a nuisance.

I am helping. Let's not forget.

I own shares in this hotel too.

Then, tell us what you think will solve this problem, Mr. Kimhan.

We're listening.

A press conference will only invite more scrutiny.

It could escalate into digging into executives' personal matters.

Reporters love scandals, especially dirty secrets.

But ignoring it

will only fuel more speculation.

There's news every day. People will soon forget.

Fake news is just that. Fake.

Why panic if it's not true?

But if we stay silent,

the accuser might get bolder and strike again.

Then, why do we even have a legal department?

False information spread online falls under the Computer Crimes Act.

We could also file criminal defamation charges.

The ones fabricating these stories for attention

should be the ones scared. Don’t you agree, Chairman?

I don't agree with this approach. Instead of addressing the scandal,

they're acting like nothing happened.

But I think the chairman and Mr. Kimhan made the right decision.

Even though Mr. Aran and the chairman were best friends

and co-founded the hotel,

there were rumors of bad blood between them.

Bad blood over what?

Love.

Are you worried about something?

Today is the anniversary of my mother's death,

and my father didn't even visit.

He never does. You should be used to it by now.

I am,

but it still hurts.

I just found out from Grandma that my father stole his friend's wife.

My life…

Such a joke.

Mr. Taychit and Mr. Aran were in love with the same woman.

Who told you that?

No one.

I read about it in a celebrity gossip column.

I think the chairman doesn't want the media

digging up his past affairs.

That's why he chooses to stay silent.

And what about the claims that Mr. Aran's shot himself?

If you really want to know, maybe you should ask the chairman himself.

I'd rather not.

My father’s already under enough stress.

Reputation can be rebuilt.

People forget quickly. By now, they've probably already moved on.

But the other shareholders haven't forgotten.

That's unfortunate. If they are shaken by this nonsense,

then they can sell their shares.

I'll buy them all. That way, I can have the majority vote on the board.

Come on, Mr. Kim. You're joking, right?

Business is just a game. There are winners and losers.

Only those who read the game correctly get to stay in it.

Vietnamese iced coffee with Kahlúa for Mr. Kimhan.

Am I interrupting something?

People barging in like this… No manners.

I hate…

this kind of behavior.

I apologize.

I ordered it myself. Come in.

You remind me of the coffee village in Vietnam,

Jung Nguyen.

The coffee there is bitter,

sharp, but has a rich aroma.

One sip, and you're instantly awake.

So, is that a good thing or not?

Of course, it’s good.

You brewed it just like the original.

Have you ever tried Vietnamese coffee before?

No, I just watched some YouTube videos and followed the steps.

The rest, I just imagined how it would taste.

Well then, I'll take you to try the real thing someday.

Would you like to go with me?

I'm afraid of getting airsick.

I'm giving you half a day off today.

What?

Your sister passed the written exam, didn't she?

The final practical test is this afternoon.

You should be there to support her.

You knew about that?

There's nothing in this hotel that I don't know.

Wish your sister luck for me.

Thank you.

Do you know

who's behind this?

They're using the alias "Kill Bill".

I tracked the IP address.

It was posted from an internet café.

Get me that person.

I want to know who they are and what the hell they want.

Understood, sir.

- You're really going to compete? - I have to.

But Namfah really wants this job.

If you enter, there's no way she'll win.

Are you really going to crush your own daughter's dream?

But this is the only way I can get the evidence I need, Pu.

Sis…

Auntie!

I'm so happy to see you again!

Me too. But this round, we're competitors.

Only one can become the kitchen helper.

Don't you see me as a rival?

I'm here because I love cooking.

I'm not here to compete against anyone.

Even if I don't pass today,

at least I'm doing what I love.

But cooking is tough and exhausting.

Why do you love it so much?

Because my idol is a chef.

And my uncle said my mother was a chef too.

Namfah.

No matter what happens today,

don't give up.

Keep fighting.

I'll support you.

Yes! I'll do my best!

Good luck.

Being a kitchen helper requires precision

and attention to detail.

You must have strong knowledge of ingredients,

handle them accurately

and quickly, and show real skill.

Your challenge is right in front of you.

All of you

will separate ten eggs into yolks and whites,

slice onions exactly one millimeter thick,

up to one kilogram,

and shuck ten oysters,

ensuring the meat remains perfectly intact.

You have 30 minutes.

Mistakes will result in immediate elimination.

The fastest candidate to finish with the highest quality,

only one person,

wins the position.

Cooking is both an art and a science.

Do your best. Is everyone ready?

Yes!

Begin!

You're eliminated.

Will she be okay?

Don't worry. I saw the determination in her eyes.

It's just like yours.

Namfah dreamed of being a chef since childhood.

I don't want her to be disappointed.

The harder something is to achieve, the more valuable it becomes.

As long as your sister doesn't give up,

she'll succeed one day.

That's not always true.

Some people get everything handed to them without lifting a finger,

just by taking what belongs to others.

Didn't expect you to care about the kitchen, Kim.

Thought your only talent was in the boardroom.

If it involves the hotel, I care.

Unlike some people who jump into leadership

without a clue.

Don't forget.

I was running this place long before you even graduated, Pathawee.

Many people end up in tears when chopping onions.

Here's a simple fix. Chewing gum

or sucking on candy while slicing

will help relieve

the irritation caused by onions.

Exceeds one millimeter… You're eliminated.

You pass.

You pass.

Finished!

You pass.

Thank you.

Your sister really fights to the end.

She trained hard for this day. She won't give up easily.

If your sister really wants to work here, just tell me.

No need to waste time on this competition.

I want her to succeed through her own abilities.

Even if she loses, she'll lose with pride,

not through connections or cheating.

Nubdao is right.

A true competitor fights with honor,

just like me and you.

You're not my competitor.

I don't even consider you a challenge.

I'd like to withdraw, Chef.

Does it hurt?

It's okay. You should keep going, Auntie. Time's running out.

Let's patch you up first.

I'll do it.

- What happened? - She got cut.

Is it deep?

Not deep. Just needs a dressing.

All right, if you're okay,

you can continue.

Okay.

Will she make it?

She will.

You have to believe in Namfah.

There's still time to change your mind. I can help.

Thank you,

but no.

I believe that a person's worth is determined by their work,

not by who they know.

Politics is everywhere, Nubdao.

You can't change that.

I might not change it,

but I can choose not to be part of it.

You have to be careful.

You can never really know someone's true intentions these days.

FOR YOU, HOPE IT HELPS KILL BILL

I don't care where they are.

Drag them to me. Understood?

Another one of your women?

No, sir. I'm just an employee.

Not yet.

But in the future, who knows?

Nubdao.

- She doesn't love you. - Wee!

Wee!

Subtitle translation by: Panuwat Baikeawon