Super Wife’s Three Babies

Super Wife’s Three Babies Chapter 98

Chapter 98 Housewarming

“You’ll know by tomorrow,” said North nonchalantly as he jumped to his feet and went straight into his room.

Gazing at him, Eugene couldn’t help but smile. For a kid that was barely one meter tall, North clearly didn’t act or sound like one.

For dinner, Olivia had prepared a hot pot with two types of broth—spicy and non-spicy, hence everyone’s preference was well taken care of.

As it was a simple comfort food, it didn’t take too long for her to serve the hot pot on the table, and the aroma of the hot pot broth had spread all the way to the living room.

Attracted to the aroma, Eugene rose from his seat and walked over to the dining room. Seeing the tantalizing food galore on the table made his mouth water.

Holding a plate of beef in her hands, Olivia said, “Mr. Nolan, please have a seat. Dinner will be ready soon.”

Then, she turned to the direction of the spacious hallway and shouted, “North, dinner is ready.”

With that, the door flung open, and North came running out of the room.

Taking out the newly bought wine, Olivia poured each one of them a glass. While passing a glass of wine to Eugene, she said, “Mr. Nolan, drink some. You can ask your driver to come and pick you up later.”

“Alright,” Eugene replied.

Without needing Olivia to serve, Nathan and Kate had already helped themselves with a glass.

Since it was housewarming, everyone took turns to toast Olivia and said their blessings.

As a formality, Olivia had said a few words in response. After all, there was someone else present in their little group. As North mentioned, their relationship with Eugene wasn’t that close.

Throughout dinner, Olivia had taken extra care to serve Eugene. “Mr. Nolan, if you prefer non-spicy, feel free to take this side of the food together with North.”

“Will do. You eat up, too. Don’t bother to serve us,” said Eugene.

Having said that, Olivia was still busy dishing up the cooked food nearer toward Eugene and North with the serving chopsticks.

With Eugene around, the dinner atmosphere seemed more restrained as compared to their usual dinner.

However, it wasn’t too much a difference for Nathan because from the very start, he was already intimidated by Eugene. Hence, he dared not say much and would tend to be more proper around him. This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

As for Kate, her behavior on the table was solely determined by how close her relationship was with the people around the table.

Today, she was unusually proper and quietly enjoying her meal.

Holding a glass of wine, Olivia looked toward Eugene and said, “Mr, Nolan, thank you for always watching over us, especially the incident that occurred last night. If it weren’t for you, Kate and I wouldn’t be able to get ourselves out in one piece.”

“You’re most welcome. Cheers!” They raised their glasses and finished up the wine.

Confused, Nathan asked, “What happened?”

Lowering her head, Kate briefly explained what had happened last night.

Casting a glance at Eugene, North’s expression seemed to have gone back to his normal friendly self. Giving Eugene a nudge, he said, “I want to eat that cocktail sausage.”

Feeling elated, Eugene immediately picked up two cocktail sausages from the hot pot and served them in North’s bowl.

Sneaking a grin, North hung his head and began to dig in.

With that, Eugene had kept himself busy by taking care of the little guy.

Noticing the close interaction between Eugene and North, Olivia thought the relationship seemed fine and blamed herself for thinking too much.

Upon hearing the whole incident, Nathan felt his anger spiked. “How dare he! That Luca, who does he think he is?”

Tugging on Nathan’s sleeves, Kate comforted, “Calm down! Mr. Nolan had everything settled. Metrostar Entertainment had officially fired him, and my guess is President Grant dare not work with him ever again.”

“Right, Harriet Grant is a smart person for doing so,” said Eugene.

Considering how modest and friendly Mr. Nolan was, Kate became more daring by raising up her glass to propose a toast. “Mr. Nolan, I’d like to propose a toast to you. Besides helping us to solve our big problem yesterday, many advertisers had since approached our magazine publisher, out of respect for you. Thank you for everything.”