Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 215 Congratulations on Winning the Bid

I took the coffee from Eric and followed his hand to the small table between us. It was stacked with a variety of breakfast foods.

Seeing the look of appreciation in my eyes, Eric chuckled. "Hurry up and eat. We're not far from the bidding venue. If you don't finish before we get there, you'll be in trouble."

I caught the mischievous smile at the corner of his mouth. Grabbing a bite of breakfast, I patted my chest and reassured him, saying, "Don't worry. I'll finish it all before we arrive."

However, I miscalculated. Eric had prepared far too much. Even if I hadn't eaten for three days, I still wouldn't be able to finish it all.

I raised my hands in surrender. "I can't finish it. I can't."

Unknowingly, my voice had a bit of a teasing tone as I added, "You really went overboard with the amount of food."

Eric looked innocent. "I just thought you'd want to try a little bit of everything, so I had it all prepared."

I pouted, struggling to chew the last bite. "Next time, you don't need to prepare so much. A quarter of this is plenty."

Eric laughed helplessly, shaking his head. "Do you plan on doing the same thing again? If this happens again, I'll pull you out of bed early."

Just after he said that, Eric suddenly realized that might have sounded a bit off, so he glanced at me cautiously.

to notice. I

moment, I finally responded,

ride was silent. The car quickly pulled up to the venue for the bidding

I

we were beneath him. His expression oozed arrogance. It looked like he was confident that he was going to

ignored Jeremiah's provocation. We walked straight into the

Jeremiah came over again.

slowly replied, "He's a lot better than you, that's for

Elsa walking in. I raised an eyebrow and grinned.

pretending not to care. However, his cocky demeanor faltered. He quickly settled down,

Elsa and him. These two

On the other hand, Elsa seemed

I saw Elsa sit down, I looked away. Jeremiah seemed to think that victory was already in his grasp, which explained his bright

back together with

༤

watching my indifferent expression.

Mr. Cornell. May all your wishes

true."