Chapter 903 Pie In The Sky After sharing some sweet nothings with Jean, only then did Neera contentedly go to sleep.
The next day, she made a point of getting up early to prepare breakfast, and took the opportunity to invite Daisy over to eat.
Who would have known, not only did Daisy arrive, but she was also followed by Eugene.
Neera blinked her eyes, feigning ignorance as she asked, âMr. Grey? What brings you here? Is there something you need?â
Eugene gave a cold huff, his small mustache arrogantly twitching upwards.
âWhy are you playing dumb? You know very well that I live nearby!â
He had a habit of jogging in the morning, and he was still wearing his workout clothes.
Clearly, he saw Daisy heading toward Neeraâs house during his morning run, and decided to follow her for a meal.
Neera decided to tease him by saying, âOh dear, itâs been so long since youâve been here, I completely forgot. If I had known, I would have prepared your breakfast as well. Unfortunately, I only have two servings of breakfast. If you have something to say, please do so. Otherwise, you may feel free to leave.â
Upon hearing this, Eugene immediately glared at her, clearly irritated.
âCut it out! Just prepare some more food if it isnât enough. You promised to make me three meals a day, remember? Are you thinking of backing out now?â
Neera confidently replied, âYou didnât agree to this condition when I first proposed it, though.â
âWhat do you mean I didnât agree to it? I donât care!â Eugene retorted shamelessly as he strode into the dining room with an agile gait.
Neera shared a smile with Daisy.
Neera then quickly prepared another meal, and the three of them dined together.
Eugene squinted his eyes in satisfaction.
âAh, yes! This is the taste that Iâve been craving for so longâ¦â
Neera chuckled, looking at the adorable old man. âIf you find it tasty, feel free to eat more.â
Eugene glanced at her while eating and said, âYouâre quite sensible, young lady.â
Afterward, he asked, âHowâs the investigation going?â
Neera replied, âIâve made some progress, but my friendâs situation is a bit complex. The treatment might be quite troublesome. As for the wug inside his body, I havenât yet figured out the specifics or the treatment plan. It might take some more time.â
Eugene looked as if he had anticipated this all along. âJust two days and youâre expecting some progress? Thatâs a bit too fanciful.â
11:03 Sat, 21 Octo He finished the oatmeal in his bowl and asked her to serve him another.
âThis thing, even at the height of ancient medicine, was extremely difficult to treat. Not to mention, in this day and age, it has almost disappeared. Not only those who can cast the wugs, but also those who can treat it, are pitifully few.â
Neera understood this point as well. After some thought, she sneakily glanced toward the old man.
âMr. Grey, you are knowledgeable and know many people. Do you know any experts in this field?â
Eugene understood immediately what she was up to. He snorted twice, promptly indicating that he didnât know anyone like that.
âHow could there be none? Youâre being too stingy!â Neera asked with a pout.
She swiftly took the bacon from Eugene and placed it in front of herself, denying him a bite.
âYou know, itâs really no fun when you act like this. Where I come from, we believe that oneâs kindness should be reciprocated when possible. Youâve already eaten the meal, so you canât refuse to lend a hand.â
Eugene was eating happily, but when his favorite food ran out, he fumed at her and glared in annoyance.
âNancy, you might not know this, but Mr. Grey has some experience in this area too,â Daisy hinted with a playful smile.
No sooner had the words left her mouth when Eugene shot her a glare.
Upon hearing this, Neeraâs eyes lit up, and she stared straight at Eugene.
Eugene waved his hand dismissively. âForget it! Donât even think about it!â
Neera wasnât all that desperate, though. Instead, she calmly took out her phone, flipped through a plethora of food pictures, and enticingly swiped through them one by one in front of him.
âMr. Grey, rest assured that I will definitely not let your efforts go to waste. As long as youâre willing to help me, I can prepare these delicious dishes for you every day without repetition.â
Eugeneâs eyes were wide open in disbelief, but he still stubbornly refused to back down.
âWhat are you implying! Do you think Iâm the type of person who can be bought with just good food?â
Neera squinted her eyes, and asked again with great patience, âAre you truly unwilling to help?â
The corners of the old manâs mouth twitched, clearly showing some signs of wavering.
Neera decided to play hard to get by sighing regretfully and saying, âWell, I canât force you if youâre not willing, can I? It seems Iâll have to go ask the vice president if thereâs anyone else who can do it. If there is, Iâll make sure to prepare a different dish for them every day.â
With that, she put away her phone, intending to end the conversation on that note.
Upon seeing this, Eugene instantly became furious. His beard trembled with rage as he yelled at her, âHow dare you!â
Upon seeing this, Eugene instantly became furious. His beard trembled with rage as he yelled at her, âHow dare you!â
Neera looked at him boldly without saying a word.
Eugene was livid, but thinking of the delicious food he had just seen, he gritted his teeth and reluctantly agreed.
âAll right, all right! Iâll help you, but you have to keep your word and cook for me every day!â
Daisy, who was enjoying the spectacle, was trying her best to hold back her laughter. She sneakily gave Neera a thumbs up.
Neera, satisfied with achieving her goal, smiled contentedly. âItâs a deal.â
Because Eugene was here, Neera didnât need to go to the library anymore. She simply brought home the books she needed and could even cook while she was at it.
After finding out, Dirk couldnât resist his cravings. Using the excuse of helping to move books, he also took the opportunity to go and ask for a meal.
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