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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 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.

egg’s amniotic fluid on the board. Naturally, he turned to steal a glance at the

sizzled and sent some oil in Olivia’s direction, shocking her until she took a few steps backward. She stared fixedly at

laughter and frightened her. She turned abruptly to face him. “Y-Y-You scared me! When did

leaning against the doorframe. “I just

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

the fried eggs in the pan were slightly burned, she

nodded. “It’s not bad at

an overkill and the kitchen was clearly in a mess, but it was undeniable that he was

the kitchen while trying to take the spatula from her. “Hand it to

done now. You

of her forehead while quickly

replied, “Okay,

to North’s bedroom. Upon entering the bedroom, the first thing he saw was the child in bed. North was curled up

glancing around the room, Eugene caught sight of a