Unfinished Business with You novel

Chapter 155

“Oh gosh! I forgot to gut the fish!” Eugene was soon heard coughing, nearly choking himself. Then, Olivia quickly apologized and said, “I’m sorry, Mr. Nolan. I thought the fish was alright.”

“Were you trying to poison me?” Eugene was rendered speechless as he tried hard to keep a straight face.

“No, I wasn’t. It’s just that I had never tried preparing so many dishes before this, so I guess I got confused,” Olivia replied with a bitter look on her face.

Gazing at the lady’s face, Eugene curled his lips upward as his heart melted like chocolate. After all, who would’ve thought a beautiful lady like Olivia was actually a bungler in real life. At that moment, he felt an urge to woo her so that he could take care of her for life. “Uncle Eugene, you should try the three cuisines that I just recommended.” While saying that, North picked some stir-fried tomato with scrambled eggs. “Those are my mom’s finest cuisines!” Upon hearing the child’s words, Eugene chuckled, finding North smart for his age. “Alright, I got it.”

Olivia responded with an awkward look on her face, trying every single dish on the table like a guinea pig. “Mr. Nolan, this one tastes fine. It may be salty, but the rice should help dilute its taste.” However, Eugene couldn’t help but chuckle, going ahead to take a bite as a gesture of courtesy. “Well, this one tastes fine. It’s not actually that salty.”

I’m actually quite talented. I just don’t have

you need to stop looking for excuses

angrily

saying that, North swiftly got into his bedroom and shut the door. At the sight of that, North’s reaction rendered Olivia speechless. How could my boy just leave me like that? Man! This is going to be awkward with only two of us here. In fact, this was actually a plan from Eugene and North as they both curled their lips and revealed a

request I’d like to tell you. May

as she said, “Sure. Fire away, please, Mr.

you call me something else instead of ‘Mr.

I address you then? President Nolan?” Olivia asked while she was stunned

his lips curling upward. “You could call me Eugene, my first name.” Hearing what Eugene said, she confusedly gulped in fear. Wait a minute, isn’t Eugene the president of the Maxwell Group? How can I just call the president of a huge corporation by his first name? Man! This had better not be scary. If I’m ever seen or heard calling his first name, what would people think of us? I’m going to have a hard time explaining