Chapter 90

Stunned when she heard William’s voice, Olivia quickly collected herself and turned.

She didn’t expect to see something that would surprise her even more.

William was wearing a white shirt with his sleeves rolled up slightly. On top of his white shirt was a white apron of hers.

For a moment, Olivia suspected that she had gone blind!

Yes, she must have been hallucinating because she didn’t sleep all night!

“Breakfast is ready. Come and have a taste. Just as Olivia was suspecting that she had gone blind, William’s voice rang again, calling her back to earth completely.

This was actually really happening!

Olivia walked to the open kitchen doubtfully. She saw well–cooked pancakes and a glass of warm chocolate milk on the table.

They were all her favorites!

“I didn’t expect Mr. Kinsman to be so good at cooking.”

“There are still many things that you don’t know about me, but don’t worry, I’ll give you a chance to learn more about me slowly.”

Olivia was speechless.

How could he be so confident?

Olivia cursed in her heart, but she walked to the dining table without protesting and sat down.

After a busy night, she was indeed a little hungry.

Moreover, having breakfast with William was once her dream.

The only difference was that she used to be the one cooking, and William had never had time for her. Although they were husband and wife, they were like two parallel lines that would never meet.

She really didn’t expect that after so many years, the thing she had been most looking forward to would come true so easily. Not to mention that William had prepared the mouth–watering pancakes all by himself.

Therefore, it wasn’t that William didn’t have time for her. He just didn’t have time for the “Olivia Clarke” back then.

Such irony!

She felt a surge of sadness in her heart. She should have gotten up and left directly, but seeing that the humble and small wish had suddenly come true, she really wanted to have a try.

Even if it was just one bite.

Therefore, for some unknown reason, she sat down and quietly ate the pancakes.

so

how is it?

very good. You are

long as you like it.”

Kinsman must have been very happy.” Olivia

never had breakfast I made before. I regret it deeply, so I learned to cook later on. I hope that I can make breakfast for her one day if I have a chance to do so.” She had just had it and said that it was

William sighed meaningfully.

batch of freshly–made pancakes onto

lowered her head and looked at the steaming pancakes on the plate. She suddenly felt like

hurried into the room just

be held at 10 o’clock. It’s time to set off.”

and said

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“Okay, let’s go.”

as though running

largest auction hall of Melburgh Hotel.

was wearing a low–key, tight black dress. The dress was embedded with just the

the stars in the sky had

pair of sunglasses and high heels. As soon as she strode into the

entered the auction hall, she saw a

Despite being in

he at home just

got here

saw her too. A bright smile appeared on his delicate face. In Olivia’s eyes, it was like a

him, turned around, and

schools in rural areas.

to contribute to the education of children in rural

be no news of the Kinsman family continuing to do charity work. William’s name was not on the list of guests invited to the auction Gideon showed

her thought, Olivia

had followed

she had

was lost in confusion, the onlookers around

were envious and jealous of Olivia. They were now huddled together and whispering to one another about her, hoping to see her downfall.

on between Olivia and Mr. Kinsman?

in front of

thinks so highly of herself just because Mr.

pisses Mr. Kinsman off, it’ll be the end of

a deaf ear to everyone’s discussion and watched

indifferent and distant, unaware of

auctioned is the work of the internationally renowned designer, Miss Fiorre.

voice resounded through the entire auction hall. Behind him, the etiquette staff held

the auctioneer finished speaking, Olivia, who had been watching coldly previously, finally

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