Chapter 16: The President Brought a Homemade Bento

Chapter 16: Chapter 16: The President Brought a Homemade Bento

The next day, Nina Sinclair got up early.

In the middle of the night, Julian Lancaster finally behaved himself a bit and stopped leaning on her. She eventually drifted off to sleep in a daze.

After washing up, she headed to the kitchen and started bustling around.

Previously, most of her mural orders required her to go to the villa district, or sometimes to the countryside to paint walls, where meals weren’t very convenient, so she got used to bringing her own food.

Now that there was another person, she casually prepared two servings.

Just as she was putting the lid on the lunchbox, she turned around and saw Julian Lancaster standing at the kitchen door, his deep eyes resting on her, seemingly lost in thought.

"You’re up? Come have breakfast."

Nina brought breakfast to the table. It was a simple Western-style breakfast of bacon, fried eggs, milk, and sandwiches.

"I have to go buy paint later. Do you know where in Veridia they sell acrylic paint?" Nina wasn’t familiar with Veridia, so she had to ask Julian Lancaster.

Julian remembered the mural project Nina Sinclair was doing for Zenith Group’s exterior wall.

He replied, "Eastwood Avenue."

of something, and asked, "I’ll buy the paint and then help you move

My friend will bring them

his identity, he had decided not to use anything from his past, opting for just a


Then thank your

breakfast, Nina was about to leave, and Julian Lancaster picked up

Nina didn’t refuse.

someone to guide her was better than searching

modest

surprised. He had been in the apartment all night; when did he

her seat belt and said,

fell on the bag with small floral prints beside him, and he reminded her, "You forgot

"This is yours."

and said, "I made you

that, she closed the

looked down at the lunchbox, his brows slightly

failed to seduce him last night, was trying a


man by first conquering

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