Chapter 66 Let’s Have Hotpot, It’s My Treat
North grinned, snickering quietly.
It was rare to see Olivia looking embarrassed. Thus, Eugene couldn’t hold back his laughter. “I guess it wasn’t easy for you to survive this long.”
North murmured vaguely, “That’s right. Fortunately, I have a lot of friends. Otherwise, I might have died of hunger or froze to death by now. Still, I know Mommy didn’t do it on purpose. According to Mommy’s senior, it’s a miracle she hasn’t accidentally killed herself.”
Upon hearing that, Eugene couldn’t help roaring with laughter.
On the other hand, Olivia’s expression immediately turned murderous, and she fiercely threatened, “North Maxwell! Haven’t you been eating my cooking daily recently? If you continue talking nonsense, you won’t get dinner tonight.”
North pouted and said innocently, “But, I didn’t say that! I was just repeating what your senior said! Mommy, you can’t pick on me just because your senior isn’t here!”
She was sweating bullets. “When did I ever pick on you? You are the one tattling about all my shortcomings!”
He retorted, “You threatened me with dinner!”
Then, she glared at him. “Well, why don’t you go and look for those friends of yours? You were brought up by those friends of yours after all. It won’t matter whether you have dinner or not.”
Thus, North turned to look at Eugene. “Uncle Eugene, will you treat me to dinner tonight?”
Eugene laughed. “Sure, I’ll treat you both to dinner.”
“North Maxwell, that Uncle Eugene of yours is my friend.” Olivia glared at North.
In response, North puffed out his cheeks, pouting as he lowered his head to eat. “Then, I better eat more now, seeing as I won’t be eating tonight.”
She was a little speechless. I’m starting to notice that it’s getting harder and harder for me to control this little b*stard.
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