No wonder in his sleep, Clayton did not hear any cooking movements in the kitchen. It turned out that Nicole bought all these from a private chef.
The taste of this private chef's food was very familiar, but when Nicole was looking at him earlier, Clayton did not notice this familiarity.
Clayton looked down at his stomach. 'I ate so much for nothing?'
He felt vexed yet funny.
Then, he gently packed up the things.
Before going to bed, Clayton sent a message to Nicole.
[Let’s order from another private chef the next time for a change of taste.]
Nicole asked. [Didn't you love this restaurant?]
Clayton suddenly choked. 'Did I love it?'
To Nicole, eating all of it was a sign of his love for the food.
There was nothing wrong with that.
Clayton patiently replied. [I only love it because you brought it.]
Nicole's face was slightly hot.
[Okay, thanks for today...]
Clayton replied. [...]
Nicole put down her phone and went to sleep. She never had much trouble sleeping. Even Yvette envied her good sleep.
Early in the morning the next day.
The morning light was soft and clear. Nicole was reluctantly woken up by Logan's phone call.
She picked it up.
"Logan..."
Her voice was lazy as she tried to suppress her morning hoarse voice.
Logan said, "Sorry for disturbing your rest, President. Viola Magazine has published an announcement around midnight about Harvey agreeing to shoot the cover and backtracking on them. It's on the trending topics. This online public opinion won’t be easy to control. After all, Viola has a high status in the circle..."
Nicole patiently listened to Logan's report. She was completely awake now.
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