Classic Novel
Chapter 193
Chapter 193
Chapter 193 The Exorbitant Breakfast
Eudora stepped into the kitchen and brought out the oatmeal. She sat down and ate at Colbert's desk.
They dined quietly, adhering to the principle of "speak not at meals, speak not in bed." It was only when
Eudora put down her spoon at the end of the breakfast that she heard Colbert saying, "Breakfast is
three hundred dollars per meal, so two days of breakfast is six hundred dollars. The milk is a gift from
me. Remember to settle this together."
"Pfft... cough cough..."
Eudora was startled by Colbert's words. "Six hundred? Is your breakfast gold-plated? Why is it so
expensive?"
"Considering you are my sister, I've waived the delivery fee," he said, dead serious.
Eudora felt a wave of disdain. "You're doing this on purpose. All because I charged you for the
breakfast I bought you that day."
"It's a fair trade. If you don't want to pay, spit it out."
Colbert sat up straight, holding a tissue in his hand, gracefully wiping his sharp lips. Even a simple act
of wiping his mouth unwittingly revealed his innate elegance.
"Spit out...?"
Damn it! She had already swallowed it, how could she spit it out?
She was fuming inside.
She glared at Colbert for a while, then got up and hurried into the bedroom. A moment later, she came
out with a piece of paper in her hand. "This is the bill from the breakfast I bought you that day."
The next second, she tore it into pieces, folded it, and tore it again, until it was shredded into tiny
pieces. She placed a pile of paper scraps on the table, with a defiant attitude. "See, I tore the bill from
that day. We're family, isn't it a bit too much to calculate things this way? Hehehe, see, I've torn it, so
can you not charge me now?"
Colbert's handsome face was as indifferent as ever. He simply said, "I'll consider it."
With that, he got up and returned to the bedroom, picked up something, changed his shoes at the
entrance, and left directly.
Seeing his indifferent attitude towards her, Eudora was upset. "Stingy, what the hell, it doesn't make Belonging to NôvelDrama.Org.
sense."
She tidied up the living room and dining room, then rode a shared bike to work.
At the company, she worked all day, diligently learning from her secretary.
At noon, Eudora had lunch with Chasel as usual. It wasn't until she clocked out that she told him, "I
won't have dinner with you tonight. I'm meeting a friend. I'll be at the office at eight tomorrow morning."