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Chapter 245
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Chapter 245

However, when Eugene saw Olivia with the senior she mentioned, the sense of crisis inside him increased. Not only

is he handsome, but he is also a gentleman. He even has the same eyes as mine whenever he looks at Olivia. It

means that the man admires the woman. He definitely treats her more than a family member. Also, both of their

interactions are so natural that they constantly have physical contact between them. This is the sort of intimacy

that no one can disrupt. He is even closer to her than me. Eugene slightly closed his eyes. I shouldn’t be jealous. I

need to compose myself.

He was merely her boyfriend whom she placed under a trial period earlier. Under those circumstances, he could

easily guess who the girl would choose.

The only certainty now is that her senior probably hasn’t confessed to her; otherwise, Olivia might reject him. Now,

I must prevent George from confessing to her during this period. I probably need to rely on my son!

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Then, he sent a message to North. The little brat quickly replied with an image, assuring him that he could handle it.

Just as Eugene felt grateful for having such a considerate son, the little brat sent another message to him. ‘For my

reward, I want to eat braised pork ribs and spicy lobsters!’

Immediately, he was rendered speechless. Little brat. He even wants a reward for this. These days, you can’t get

anywhere without giving out benefits. It looks like I can’t even rely on my own son.

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On the other side, George and Olivia had already entered the house. Upon seeing such a spacious house, he was in

awe. “I can’t believe that you were able to afford such a huge house, given how large the population is in this

country.”

“Yes,” she answered him vaguely.

“North...” he shouted at the room.

Within a second, the door was opened before North sprinted like a tiny bullet. “Uncle George...”

George instantly lifted him up. “Oh my! Why are you so heavy? Have you gained weight lately?”

North rolled his eyes. “I’m a tall boy. I’m not fat.”

George smiled. “What a snobby little brat. What’s wrong with being fat?”

“Uncle George, why are you here?” North asked.

“It’s because I miss you. Why don’t you call me anymore?” George replied with a question.

North pretended to be innocent. “I... have to attend school.”

“Fine, I forgive you.” After that, George spoke while carrying him inside the house. “I heard that you were injured. Is

it serious?”

North casually answered him, “I’m fine. I’ve made a full recovery.”

The two of them chatted while seated on the couch as Olivia entered the kitchen to serve breakfast that Eugene

prepared in the morning. “You haven’t had your breakfast, right? Come and eat first.”

George was taken aback when he saw the dishes served on the table. “You made these yourself?”

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Olivia muttered, “I cooked the porridge. The others are actually takeout that I ordered.”

North secretly pouted his lips. Mommy doesn’t look like she is lying at all. “Mommy, let’s order some takeouts for

dinner. I want to eat some braised pork ribs and spicy lobsters!”

Immediately, Olivia raised her head and glared at the little brat as a warning.

The little brat merely giggled while looking away.

However, George hadn’t noticed them as he advised, “You should stop ordering takeout all the time. If you really

can’t cook, just bring the kid outside for a meal. You are an adult now and you still can’t cook.”

Suddenly, she wasn’t fond of what she had heard, so she stared at him. “Who says I can’t cook? Every time I cook

something, you all say that it tastes bad, so what else can I do? Because of your lack of encouragement, I feel

traumatized whenever I want to cook. The more I want to do it, the worse it becomes.”

He laughed lovingly. “Are you still defending yourself? I’ve never seen you so stupid before!”

“Look at you. You are still attacking me,” she uttered.

“I’m just telling you that you shouldn’t force yourself to do this if you don’t have the skills. It’s better for you to earn

more money and hire a cook for yourself,” he comforted her.