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Chapter 392 It Belongs to a Client

He would have needed to prepare a few simple dishes or some fried eggs. After punching the code on the keypad

to open the door, Eugene entered and made his way straight to the kitchen as usual. However, today, he noticed a

familiar figure in the kitchen and looked pleasantly surprised. Is this woman preparing breakfast?

He increased his pace to walk toward the kitchen. It was most probably due to the humming of the cooker hood

that she did not realize him walking toward her.

When Eugene took a good look of Olivia, he was about to burst in laughter for the weirdest reason because she was

in full gear—she had her glasses and her mask on while wearing a pair of gloves on top of being equipped with an

apron as well. She held a spatula while flipping the fried egg in the pan tentatively. The most observant element

was that she seemed to have invested her energy because the fried egg was in a heart shape that was held in

place by a curved sliced sausage.

The longer he stared at her, the more he wanted to laugh. She doesn’t even know how to cook, but she’s trying out

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the tricky stuff. She is the typical kind of student, who is eager to run before they can even walk.

From the corner of Eugene’s eyes, he noticed that there were a handful of sausages on the cutting board, which

had been sliced through. It seemed that Olivia had dedicated a lot of work to achieve three heart-shaped fried

eggs.

Furthermore, it seemed as if she had crushed an egg because there were remnants of the egg’s amniotic fluid on

the board. Naturally, he turned to steal a glance at the trash can, and true enough, there were some broken

eggshells in there.

Just then, the fried egg sizzled and sent some oil in Olivia’s direction, shocking her until she took a few steps

backward. She stared fixedly at the fried eggs and looked like she was ready to fight someone.

Finally, Eugene burst out in laughter and frightened her. She turned abruptly to face him. “Y-Y-You scared me! When

did you come in?”

He chuckled while leaning against the doorframe. “I just arrived. Why are you cooking?”？”

She answered innocently, “I can’t always be eating breakfast that you’ve prepared for me, can I? Look, don’t you

think my heart-shaped fried eggs look good?”

Although the fried eggs in the pan were slightly burned, she looked gleeful while pointing at it.

He nodded. “It’s not bad at all.”

Her clothing could have been an overkill and the kitchen was clearly in a mess, but it was undeniable that he was

moved by her sincerity.

Eugene entered the kitchen while trying to take the spatula from her. “Hand it to me.”

Olivia objected hastily, “No, no need. I’m done now. You should wake North up for breakfast.”

He cackled while gently holding her head. Then, he kissed the exposed part of her forehead while quickly

acknowledging her. “Sure, but you should be careful. Avoid being splattered by the oil.”

She replied, “Okay, I’m done.”

Eugene turned to make his way to North’s bedroom. Upon entering the bedroom, the first thing he saw was the

child in bed. North was curled up with his pouted lips underneath the quilt. His breathing was steady, apparent that

he was still asleep.

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While glancing around the room, Eugene caught sight of a suit hanging in the wardrobe.

He was astounded when he saw that.

In all honesty, he was already bewildered because he just couldn’t locate his lost suit from a few days ago.

However, the suit showed up out of nowhere the next day.

Hence, he disregarded the matter because he thought that his eyes could have been playing tricks on him.

Nevertheless, he was now almost sure that a ‘thief’ was involved. Furthermore, it was most probably the same one

who stole his heart.

Eugene moved forward to caress the suit while checking its style. If my guess is correct, the little woman must have

prepared this suit for me.

He continued to stroke the suit as his lips subconsciously curled into a faint smile. Just when he smiled like a fool,

Olivia’s voice hissed from the door. “Don’t touch that!”

“What? Whose is this?” He was shocked. Isn’t this for me?

Olivia answered without letting anything away. “It belongs to a client and it’s an urgent one. I’m afraid that I might

not be able to complete some details, so I brought it home.”

Eugene felt as if someone threw a bucket of cold water at him. His once racing heart immediately calmed down. It

turns out that this belongs to a client.

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