Chapter 309 Looking Like a Family
His flawless and fair skin made his face look like a glutinous rice ball. Grinning, he greeted Eugene, “Uncle Eugene!”
At the sight of them, Eugene started having difficulty keeping away the smile on his face. “North looks very handsome tonight and North’s mother is simply stunning!”
Olivia smiled with her lips pursed and shot him a flirtatious glare to remind him to behave himself with so many people around them.
It was unbeknownst to her that what she was seeing now was already the toned down version of Eugene because he would not have hesitated to give her a hug if it wasn’t because of Brian’s reminder. For now, he was trying very hard to curb his desire to get physically intimate with her because he didn’t feel like exposing them to the public prematurely.
If he only stayed with them without behaving too intimately, they would at most be suspicious of their relationship without any clear answer.
Olivia showed off a box she was carrying in her arms. “This is the gift I prepared for your grandfather.”
“Let me take a peek at what’s inside,” Eugene requested with a smile.
Olivia tightened her grip around the box and snorted arrogantly, “This is for your grandfather, not you!”
Eugene went speechless, wondering why she even showed it off to him when he wasn’t allowed to see what was inside.
North too fished out something that looked like a fountain pen and waved it at Eugene. “Uncle Eugene, I’ve prepared something for Old Man Nolan too.”
Eugene, who was surprised to learn that, asked, “That’s nice! What have you got?”
North shook his head. “You’ll know it later.”
Eugene was left wordless thinking North and his mother must be doing this on purpose just to piss him off.
Tousling North’s hair, he complained, “Why are the two of you even showing off the presents to me when I’m not allowed to see what they are?”
Flashing him a toothy grin, North held his hand and tried to pull him toward the villa. “Let’s go in now then so that you’ll be able to know our secrets!”
Eugene responded with a laugh. “Let’s go; it’s freezing outside.”
Timidly, he held Olivia’s arms as they walked; from a distance, he looked like he was wrapping his arm around her waist.
At least it looked that way to George, who didn’t go to Muse Peninsula at all. Halfway through the journey, he had asked the taxi to make a U-turn and head straight to Nolan Residence.
He felt as though his heart was shattering into a million pieces when he saw the three of them standing together like a family.
That woman had indeed told him the truth—Olivia really went to visit Eugene.
The three of them looked like a happy family and even North seemed to fancy Eugene a great deal.
All at once, he was overwhelmed by disappointment, heartache and the rage of being deceived at the same time.
Had Olivia really fallen in love with Eugene?
What about Eugene? Was their love mutual?
How was that possible?
Wouldn’t his prestigious family attach great importance to the family background of his girlfriend?
How could his family accept Olivia who already had a son?
Was this real?
Suddenly, his mind went blank and he lost the ability to think rationally.
Was Olivia, the woman whom he had had a crush on for seven years, going to be the woman of another man?
No way! He couldn’t let it happen!
Seeing that he seemed to have no intention to get out of the car, the taxi driver urged, “Dude, are you getting out or not?”
“I’m booking your taxi for the night. Just make an offer,” George said.
The driver’s eyes gleamed with joy immediately. “Really? Okay, I’ll do honest business with you. Since I usually make seven to eight hundred a night, you just have to pay me seven hundred and I’ll drive you anywhere you want.”
“I’ll pay you a thousand just to stay here.” After taking out several notes that made up to a thousand bucks to him, George added, “Don’t you think of just leaving after taking the money because I can easily reach you!”
The taxi driver said, “Of course I won’t do such a despicable act! I’ll wait here for as long as you like and I’ll be at your disposal for the entire night!”
George pretty much ignored what he said. Just as he was about to push the door open and leave, the driver asked him, “Are you going inside to attend the dinner?”
George asked him back, “What’s wrong with that?”
“Nothing, I just didn’t see you bringing your invitation card,” the driver answered.
Skeptically, George observed the guests who were filing into the villa one after another, and each of them was indeed holding an invitation card.
Having noticed his expression, the taxi driver chuckled, “Today is Old Master Nolan’s birthday dinner. Without an invitation card, you won’t stand a chance of going in.”
