I'm a chef and I've been living a lie about the quality and authenticity of my food

I'm a personal chef for a upper class family in the US with a multi-million dollar house who go on many vacations every year. They claim they miss authentic European and Asian food after living abroad for several years.<br><br>When I first started cooking for them, I made elaborate dishes that took hours to make. I would drive an hour just to get the proper ingredients. I made my own pasta. I used Peking ducks. I would make my own Ramen broth. I would make my own dim sum from scratch. I went to great lengths just to please them and to provide them with the most authentic food possible. There was once where I spent 4 hours making fresh dumplings for them and they barely ate half of it. After weeks of doing this, they barely noticed or appreciated the food. They would say things like "make the next noodles thicker" or "you put too much sauce". The father would complain about the food being too salty. They never appreciated the hard work I put into the food.<br><br>So, one day I decided to take a shortcut. I went to a Chinese restaurant, packed some of their noodles and dumplings into Tupperware, and served it to them. And guess what? They loved it. They said something like it reminds them of the noodles from when they were in Hong Kong. I felt like I was living a lie. I was caretaking for them one day and I realized the frozen nuggets of dumplings in their freezer were from a restaurant. They would have me steam it and serve it. They would tell their guests that I make it. I realized I could save hours of work and thousands of dollars a month (they pay me $70,000 a year) just by driving to the restaurant and packing it in a plastic container.<br><br>So, now I save hours of work a day driving to high quality restaurants (mostly Chinese and Korean) and pretend the food is mine. I don't just stop at noodles. I pack bread and pastries from a French bakery they sell to me for half price. I buy fried chicken from a fast food Korean place. I even serve them instant ramen but with an egg and some vegetables and they say it tastes like from a restaurant in Tokyo. I buy sushi sashimi grade fish from high quality Japanese markets and just sear it and put some soy sauce on it and they say it's like restaurant quality. I don't even make my own Ramen anymore. I buy instant Ramen from a high quality Japanese market and they say it's better than restaurant quality ramen. They will pay me $100 to go to the better Chinese restaurant in the nice part of town and buy all sorts of things from there and they will say it tastes like restaurant quality. I will buy them a sandwich from Subway and they will say it tastes like a sandwich from Paris.<br><br>It's been over a year since and I realize the only thing they care about is the convenience and not the quality of the food. They're perfectly fine with eating restaurant food as long as they have a personal chef to serve them the food. They don't care if I gave them instant noodles or fresh homemade noodles. They would eat it all the same. I used to put my entire heart and soul into cooking but they would just mindlessly wolf down the food like they were pigs at a trough. I've been saving hours of work a day, thousands of dollars a month, and have been living a lie about the food I serve to them. They will never know and they never cared in the first place. I feel like I'm scamming them but they also don't deserve any better. I'm not the only help they've screwed over in the past either. I'm not sorry, and they have no one to blame but themselves.