Chapter 579

Martha was so mad that she didn't want to make bread anymore.

"What's so great about bread anyway? Artie, do you like ravioli? I will make you some," she said.

Arthur was starving. He sniffled and nodded obediently. "I like ravioli too," he said.

"You're such a good boy," Martha said, pinching Arthur's cheek. "What filling do you like in your ravioli, Artie?"

"Beef," Arthur said.

"Okay, that's gre