Evan frowned. How delicious can this be? But it does smell good.
Looking at the kids eating like coyotes, he picked up the cutleries and took a bite with the intention of having a taste.
This is actually not bad…
Evan took another bite and soon finished the plate of pasta.
Watching as Nicole refilled the children’s plate, he lowered his head and handed his plate over.
Nicole took his plate and refilled it with a poker face, a thought occurring in her mind.
After dinner, while the children went to watch TV, Evan was about to leave when Nicole stopped him.
“How was the pasta, Mr. Seet?”
“Not bad.”
Although it tasted great, Evan refused to shower her with words of praise.
Not wanting to haggle over this matter with him, Nicole came straight to the point.
“Mr. Seet, you can’t possibly think you can get away with this for free, right? You had two plates of pasta so that’s six hundred for one plate and one thousand and two hundred in total. You’re welcome.”
“One thousand and two hundred for two plates of pasta?” Evan looked at her strangely with a spurious smile.
Nicole nodded.
Well, I learned this from you. Since you were that calculative just now, I simply learned from the best!
“Are you gonna pay in cash or are you gonna make an online transfer, Mr. Seet?”
Evan sniggered inwardly.
I knew this woman wouldn’t let me eat for free. But it’s just one thousand, so who cares.
“Online.”
“Okay.”
At that, Evan took out his phone and transferred the money to Nicole.
“Thank you, Mr. Seet,” Nicole said, accepting the money unceremoniously. “Please come again.”
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