The Sweet Rival (Mango Shen and Nathaniel Ye) novel Chapter 464

Then, Mango suddenly paused for a moment.

She looked over at Genevieve who had a steady and confident look in her eyes. That caused Mango to finally be at ease.

She'd been worried about what happened to Nathaniel, but by the looks of it, Genevieve and Noah should know where Nathaniel was.

Moreover, Noah's family background was complicated even though he was a doctor. He even had connections to high-ranking military officials, so Noah's protection of Nathaniel was solid.

Mango could finally relax when she realized that Nathaniel would be safe and sound.

"Thank you."

Although she did not know what Noah and Genevieve had done for Nathaniel, at this moment, she was still grateful to them.

Genevieve was rather embarrassed to be on the receiving end of Mango's gratitude.

She whispered, "Don't thank me. We had to do it. You'll understand everything once he returns."

"Yeah."

After that, Mango didn't ask about anything else.

It was enough for her to know that Nathaniel was doing well.

Right now, all she could do was to make sure her body recovered as well as possible. As for what Genevieve said about her body, she could only leave that part up to God.

On the other hand, Genevieve noticed that Mango was sleepy and she left after giving her a few more instructions.

After that, Mango fell asleep quickly, but her sleep this time was sweet and a smile formed on her face.

Meanwhile, Thomas had returned to the Song family home according to Walter's instructions.

Carter Song was especially glad to see that Thomas had returned home, and Thomas's mother was the same. Hence, she wanted to get to know him better, but Thomas wasn't very receptive.

"I came back because I have errands to run. Walter said that there's a secret bunker in our house?"

Thomas looked directly at Carter.

Carter was quite puzzled. Since when did Walter get so close to Thomas? Did the two of them make up since Walter told Thomas about the secret bunker?

At the thought of this possibility, Carter couldn't describe how delighted he was.

"Oh yes, I'll take you there."

"Thomas, do stay for lunch. I'll have someone make your favorite spicy chicken for lunch, okay?"

Mrs. Song looked at her son and she wanted nothing more than to hold him in her arms. However, they'd been separated for many years, and now they were as distant as strangers.

Thomas shook his head before saying, "I still have something else to do, so you go ahead and eat."

As Thomas spoke, he ignored the expectant look in Mrs. Song's eyes as he followed Carter to the bunker.

After he found the location, Thomas immediately locked Susie in there.

Carter had no idea what Thomas was up to, but he was glad as long as Thomas was home.

"Hurry up and make something nice to eat. No matter whether Thomas stays for lunch or not, at least we have it prepared."

As soon as Carter spoke, everyone in the Song family household started to the preparation much to the delight of Mrs. Song.

Meanwhile, Thomas was inside the secret bunker interrogating Susie, but she proved to be a tough nut to crack. Other than cursing Mango and Nathaniel, she said little else.

When Walter returned home, he frowned at the bustling scene before him.

"What's the matter? Is my Dad getting a new wife?"

His words immediately made Mrs. Song embarrassed, and his father's face sank.

"What the hell are you talking about? Why have you come back?"

"Wow, am I not allowed to come back here anymore?"

Walter's casual demeanor caused his father to be very angry.

"Mind your words. Thomas is back, and he could be staying for lunch. I'm warning you not to screw around."

"So, Thomas is back. No wonder the house is so lively. I guess that there's not much fanfare for someone whose parents hate him right, Mrs. Song?"

Walter's sarcasm put Mrs. Song in an awkward position.

"No, didn't Thomas come home because you told him to? I thought you two..."

"Do you think I've accepted you and your son? Dream on!"

Walter snorted coldly before he flung the jacket on his sofa. Then, he rolled up his sleeves before entering the kitchen.

Then, his father spotted the wound on his shoulder.

"What trouble have you gotten yourself into now? Could you just not do this right now? At the very least, you're the heir of the Song family and my son, so could you spare me the embarrassment? You do nothing except drink or gamble, and now you've gotten yourself involved with the gangs? Don't expect me to pick up your mess!"

Then, Carter angrily picked up an ashtray and he flung it at Walter.

At that moment, Thomas stepped out and he subconsciously blocked the ashtray for Walter. Hence, the ashtray hit his arm instead.

Then, Mrs. Song immediately screamed.

"Thomas, are you okay? Where did you come from? Does it hurt?"

"What are you doing! Are you trying to burn down the house?"

However, Walter didn't want to talk to him at all and he went inside once more after the servants had put out the fire.

Yet, it didn't take long for tragedy to strike again and this time Walter's hair was singed.

"Cough! Cough!"

Walter choked on the smoke that caused him to cough.

Then, Nanny Liu said worriedly, "Mr. Song, I can make whatever you want to eat for you. You've never tried to step into the kitchen before this, so why are you trying to cook? Honestly, instead of cooking, you're trying to kill yourself."

Looking at the mess in front of him, Walter sat on the ground and he said, "Why is cooking so difficult? I did it according to what you said."

At that, Nanny Liu was rather exasperated.

"Mr. Song, why the sudden interest in cooking? If you like it, then go and sign up for a training class where there are professional chefs to train you instead of ruining the house."

"I'm not going. A training class just means that I'm not as good as I think I am."

Now, Walter was truly annoyed.

He just wanted to make some good food to Mango, but why was it so hard?

How could Nathaniel be capable of making such delicious food?

Could Mango have lied to him about that?

Well, it made sense!

Surely Mango must have lied to him.

Nathaniel was pampered since birth, so how would he ever deign to step into a greasy kitchen?

The more Walter thought about it, the more unlikely it was.

Next, he rubbed at his face, only to realize that there was a lot of charred hair in his hand. Thus, Walter couldn't help but scream.

"Ah! My hair!"

Walter jumped up in horror and he rushed straight to the bathroom so quickly. Even Carter, who was pissed off at him, missed that sight of his elder son.

Walter whined at his miserable state in the mirror.

"It's over. I didn't have much of a chance at first, but Mango would never like me now. Gosh, my hair! I can't go bald, right?"

Exasperation and frustration colored Walter's features, and he really wanted to die as he touched his bald forehead.