The Enigmatic Return (Neera and Jean) novel Chapter 903

After sharing some sweet nothings with Jean, only then did Neera contentedly go to sleep.

The next day, she made a point of getting up early to prepare breakfast, and took the opportunity to invite Daisy over to eat.

Who would have known, not only did Daisy arrive, but she was also followed by Eugene.

Neera blinked her eyes, feigning ignorance as she asked, “Mr. Grey? What brings you here? Is there something you need?”

Eugene gave a cold huff, his small mustache arrogantly twitching upwards.

“Why are you playing dumb? You know very well that I live nearby!”

He had a habit of jogging in the morning, and he was still wearing his workout clothes.

Clearly, he saw Daisy heading toward Neera's house during his morning run, and decided to follow her for a meal.

Neera decided to tease him by saying, “Oh dear, it's been so long since you've been here, I completely forgot. If I had known, I would have prepared your breakfast as well. Unfortunately, I only have two servings of breakfast. If you have something to say, please do so. Otherwise, you may feel free to leave.”

Upon hearing this, Eugene immediately glared at her, clearly irritated.

“Cut it out! Just prepare some more food if it isn't enough. You promised to make me three meals a day, remember? Are you thinking of backing out now?”

Neera confidently replied, “You didn't agree to this condition when I first proposed it, though.”

“What do you mean I didn't agree to it? I don't care!” Eugene retorted shamelessly as he strode into the dining room with an agile gait.

Neera shared a smile with Daisy.

Neera then quickly prepared another meal, and the three of them dined together.

Eugene squinted his eyes in satisfaction.

“Ah, yes! This is the taste that I've been craving for so long...”

Neera chuckled, looking at the adorable old man. “If you find it tasty, feel free to eat more.”

Eugene glanced at her while eating and said, “You're quite sensible, young lady.”

Afterward, he asked, “How's the investigation going?”

Neera replied, “I've made some progress, but my friend's situation is a bit complex. The treatment might be quite troublesome. As for the wug inside his body, I haven't yet figured out the specifics or the treatment plan. It might take some more time.”

Eugene looked as if he had anticipated this all along. “Just two days and you're expecting some progress? That's a bit too fanciful.”

He finished the oatmeal in his bowl and asked her to serve him another.

“This thing, even at the height of ancient medicine, was extremely difficult to treat. Not to mention, in this day and age, it has almost disappeared. Not only those who can cast the wugs, but also those who can treat it, are pitifully few.”

Neera understood this point as well. After some thought, she sneakily glanced toward the old man.

“Mr. Grey, you are knowledgeable and know many people. Do you know any experts in this field?”

Eugene understood immediately what she was up to. He snorted twice, promptly indicating that he didn't know anyone like that.

“How could there be none? You're being too stingy!” Neera asked with a pout.

She swiftly took the bacon from Eugene and placed it in front of herself, denying him a bite.

“You know, it's really no fun when you act like this. Where I come from, we believe that one's kindness should be reciprocated when possible. You've already eaten the meal, so you can't refuse to lend a hand.”

Eugene was eating happily, but when his favorite food ran out, he fumed at her and glared in annoyance.

“Nancy, you might not know this, but Mr. Grey has some experience in this area too,” Daisy hinted with a playful smile.

No sooner had the words left her mouth when Eugene shot her a glare.

Upon hearing this, Neera's eyes lit up, and she stared straight at Eugene.

Eugene waved his hand dismissively. “Forget it! Don't even think about it!”

Neera wasn't all that desperate, though. Instead, she calmly took out her phone, flipped through a plethora of food pictures, and enticingly swiped through them one by one in front of him.

“Mr. Grey, rest assured that I will definitely not let your efforts go to waste. As long as you're willing to help me, I can prepare these delicious dishes for you every day without repetition.”

Eugene's eyes were wide open in disbelief, but he still stubbornly refused to back down.

“What are you implying! Do you think I'm the type of person who can be bought with just good food?”

Neera squinted her eyes, and asked again with great patience, “Are you truly unwilling to help?”

The corners of the old man's mouth twitched, clearly showing some signs of wavering.

Neera decided to play hard to get by sighing regretfully and saying, “Well, I can't force you if you're not willing, can I? It seems I'll have to go ask the vice president if there's anyone else who can do it. If there is, I'll make sure to prepare a different dish for them every day.”

With that, she put away her phone, intending to end the conversation on that note.

Upon seeing this, Eugene instantly became furious. His beard trembled with rage as he yelled at her, “How dare you!”

Neera looked at him boldly without saying a word.

Eugene was livid, but thinking of the delicious food he had just seen, he gritted his teeth and reluctantly agreed.

“All right, all right! I'll help you, but you have to keep your word and cook for me every day!”

Daisy, who was enjoying the spectacle, was trying her best to hold back her laughter. She sneakily gave Neera a thumbs up.

Neera, satisfied with achieving her goal, smiled contentedly. “It's a deal.”

Because Eugene was here, Neera didn't need to go to the library anymore. She simply brought home the books she needed and could even cook while she was at it.

After finding out, Dirk couldn't resist his cravings. Using the excuse of helping to move books, he also took the opportunity to go and ask for a meal.