Chapter 155 Call Me Eugene âOh gosh! I forgot to gut the fish!â Eugene was soon heard coughing, nearly choking himself. Then, Olivia quickly apologized and said, âIâm sorry, Mr. Nolan. I thought the fish was alright.â
âWere you trying to poison me?â Eugene was rendered speechless as he tried hard to keep a straight face.
âNo, I wasnât. Itâs just that I had never tried preparing so many dishes before this, so I guess I got confused,â Olivia replied with a bitter look on her face.
Gazing at the ladyâs face, Eugene curled his lips upward as his heart melted like chocolate. After all, who wouldâve 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. âUncle Eugene, you should try the three cuisines that I just recommended.â While saying that, North picked some stir-fried tomato with scrambled eggs. âThose are my momâs finest cuisines!â Upon hearing the childâs words, Eugene chuckled, finding North smart for his age. âAlright, I got it.â
Olivia responded with an awkward look on her face, trying every single dish on the table like a guinea pig. âMr. Nolan, this one tastes fine. It may be salty, but the rice should help dilute its taste.â However, Eugene couldnât help but chuckle, going ahead to take a bite as a gesture of courtesy. âWell, this one tastes fine. Itâs not actually that salty.â
âSee? Iâm actually quite talented. I just donât have time to pick up culinary,â Olivia complacently said.
âMom, you need to stop looking for excuses to justify yourself.â
âNorth Maxwell!â Olivia angrily yelled at her son.
As the little boy felt a chill running down his spine, he quickly laid down the fork. âMom, Iâm done eating, so Iâm going to do my revision right now!â After saying that, North swiftly got into his bedroom and shut the door. At the sight of that, Northâs 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 faint smile on their faces.
âI have a request Iâd like to tell you. May I?â
Olivia instantly felt tense as she said, âSure. Fire away, please, Mr. Nolan.â
âCan you call me something else instead of âMr. Nolanâ?â
âHow else should I address you then? President Nolan?â Olivia asked while she was stunned by the manâs response.
Meanwhile, Eugene stared at Olivia with his deep gaze while holding a wine glass with his lips curling upward. âYou could call me Eugene, my first name.â Hearing what Eugene said, she confusedly gulped in fear. Wait a minute, isnât 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 Iâm ever seen or heard calling his first name, what would people think of us? Iâm going to have a hard time explaining myself.
âYou make me feel like an alien when you call me Mr. Nolan.â
Eugeneâs words got Olivia wondering. You are indeed a stranger, arenât you? Then, Eugene said, âAfter what weâve been through, I thought we could at least call ourselves friends.â Upon hearing his reply, Olivia began to contemplate. Heâs been helping us out since the competition, just like the time he came to my rescue at my home. Besides, he also helped me beat Robin up, even getting me out of a tight spot back in the banquet. Other than that, he also lent me a hand in preparing for my anniversary a few days ago and spent a week with me in the hospital. At this moment, all the moments they had been through together started to cross Oliviaâs mind. Maybe he is right. I donât want to stay in touch with him even after what heâs done for me, neither do I want to piss off admirers, but if I turn him down for a reason like that, it wouldnât be fair to him. âAlright, Iâll address by your name then.â
âAre you scared of me?â Eugene raised his eyebrows.
âHow is that possible? Why would I be scared of you?â Olivia sniggered and said.
While bitterly looking at her, Eugene spoke his mind. âI have a feeling you always keep your guard up when youâre with me.â
Upon hearing the manâs words, Olivia twitched her lips slightly. Darn it, he saw through me! âNah, nothing like that. Itâs probably just your imagination. Come on, cheers!â She then raised her glass and toasted him. Is he really drunk? Soon, Eugene chugged the wine in his glass and had his eyes glued to the pretty lady. âHow did you manage it all, living abroad with your child?â