Everyone were dumbstruck!
Sylvia felt her world spinning, her head heavy, and she was on the brink of fainting.
Quick-witted Eileen immediately nudged Egbert and improvised, "Right! Mr. Reed's loaded, he doesn't care for these little freebies. Send them my way, send them all to me, even his share!"
Everyone paused. Is that what this is about?
Egbert began, "We..."
Eileen whipped around with a dangerous glare, laser-like, searing into Egbert's very being!
Egbert's gaze deepened, and he ultimately revised his stance, saying coolly, "Hmm."
The Assistant Director breathed a sigh of relief.
The other guests also felt this explanation was acceptable.
Sylvia breathed a sigh of relief
On the way to the airport, Eileen and Sylvia shared a car.
All along the drive, Sylvia kept coaching Eileen, brainwashing her repeatedly, "You've got to prioritize your career! Men will only slow you down. Don't let them bewitch you, especially the handsome ones—they're all sirens!"
Eileen glanced cautiously at Sylvia and ventured, "What if, just if, someday I... find someone I like..."
Sylvia immediately snapped viciously, "You don’t need a man in your life!"
For some reason, Eileen couldn't fathom why each of her scarce fans, without exception, was a bit off-kilter.
By the time Eileen and Egbert got back to the Capital, including flight and drive time, it was past ten at night.
Once inside, Rolls, who had arrived home earlier, was meowing and scrambling up to them, pawing at Eileen's pant leg for a cuddle.
Eileen scooped up the little feline, rubbing its head affectionately.
Meanwhile, from the kitchen, the housekeeper emerged with a small bowl and upon seeing their return, cheerfully said, "You're back! Thought you wouldn't make it until midnight."
Eileen spotted the bowl in the housekeeper's hands, promptly thrust Rolls into Egbert's arms, and sprang forward, excitedly inquiring, "What's that tasty treat? I wanna try it!"
The housekeeper set the bowl on the floor, chuckling, "That's cat food, dear, not for you."
Then, looking earnestly at Eileen's face, she added with concern, "Oh, poor thing, you've lost so much weight in just half a month. Has the young master not been feeding you?"
Eileen nearly died laughing, ratting Egbert out, "He can't cook, everything he makes tastes awful."
Egbert, still holding the cat, was speechless.
The housekeeper couldn't help but lament, "Come on, into the kitchen with you. I'll make something delicious. What would you like?"
Eileen eagerly followed the housekeeper into the kitchen in search of scrumptious treats.
A short while later, the housekeeper had prepared five dishes and a soup to ensure Eileen ate her fill!
As Eileen sat at the dining table, she looked across at Egbert, who was also eating, and said, "You're lucky to be dining on these dishes, all thanks to me."
Egbert looked surprised, his deep eyes fixating on her.
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