A Night's Mistake: The Besotted CEO's Obsession

Chapter 334

Cameron's expression darkened, his usual good temper vanished, and he let out a low growl. "Hallet, let me remind you that you're the CEO of a company. Could you not be so shameless?" "You've got some nerve coming all the way here too," Hallet said, slicing the beef in Queena's bowl again in front of Cameron.This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

"Tit for tat." Cameron then fed the sliced beef to Queena. Queena opened her mouth and ate it in a daze. Before she could swallow it, Hallet fed her another piece of beef. Cameron and Hallet each refused to back down, taking turns feeding pieces of beef to Queena.

A few minutes later, Queena's mouth was bulging. She angrily pushed away their forks and spat into the trash before speaking. "Can you guys stop treating me like a pig?" Queena puffed out her cheeks, with oil stains on her lips from being fed by Cameron and Hallet, which made her look adorable. Seeing this, Cynthia chuckled and gently remarked, "If you're a pig, you would be a pot-bellied pig

"Pot-bellied pig?" Queena looked at her, confused. She had grown up in the city and had no idea what breed of pig it was. "It's a cute pig that never grows," Cynthia explained. Only then did Queena catch on and pout even more, retorting, "I'm not a pig. Vincent, who came abroad to take care of Queena, had been eating silently and had completely forgotten the purpose of this trip.

After dinner, they planned to take separate taxis back to the hotel. As soon as they walked out of the restaurant, Vincent looked into the distance. "You guys go back first. I'll have a look around." Then he left without looking back. Looking in the direction where Vincent had left, Queena frowned doubtfully, wondering, 'What does Vincent have to do here?'

Then they took two taxis. Cynthia was worried that it would be inconvenient for Queena to be in a taxi with two men, so she had no choice but to let Liam share a taxi with them, while she shared a taxi with Queena. Queena was happy. They sat in the back seat and chatted with each other.

In the other taxi, all three men looked unhappy, especially Liam. His expression darkened, creating an extremely tense atmosphere in the taxi. He could have been sitting with Cynthia in the same taxi, but now he was stuck with them. Fortunately, the restaurant was not far from the hotel. 20 minutes later, everyone stood at the entrance of the hotel.

After checking in, they went back to their own rooms. Cynthia lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep within seconds, while Liam unpacked the clothes from the luggage and hung them in the wardrobe.

Meanwhile, it took Vincent more than 20 minutes to find a Clusian restaurant. However, as it was already past dinnertime, the restaurant was closed. After much persuasion and offering to pay double, the owner finally agreed to fulfill his order. Then he returned to the hotel with packed Clusian food.

Since they had booked the room together, he easily obtained Mila's room number during check-in. He went to Mila's room with the takeout food. Standing at the door, he wanted to knock but hesitated, unable to gather the courage. "Vincent, what are you doing here?" Suddenly, Mila's voice came from behind.

Vincent paused and turned around. He noticed Mila holding a small box, not knowing what it contained. He put the takeout food on top of it and said coldly. "These are the leftovers from earlier. Cynthia asked me to bring it to you! With that, he left without further sentiment. Vincent's room was just next door. Mila watched him enter the room, then glanced at the takeout food in her arms before returning to her room. She placed the takeout food on the table, and even before opening it, she could already smell the aroma of Clusian food. Mila's appetite was immediately piqued. She was not used to eating foreign food. Every time she went abroad previously, she would lose weight. Although she lived in Lugrea for the past two years, she had learned to cook for herself and seldom ate takeout. Mila first deeply smelled the aroma, then ate voraciously in big mouthfuls. After all, she had been hungry for a long time and soon finished her meal.

On the other end, after Liam hung the clothes, he tucked Cynthia in. Then, he quietly slipped out, heading straight to the hotel kitchen to make clam soup, which he then put into a thermal flask.

When Gynthia woke up after sleeping for two hours, she immediately noticed a thermal flask on the bedside table. Since she didn't have much for lunch, her stomach was now grumbling. "What is this?" Cynthia lazily asked, lying on the bed.

Liam smiled, then he picked up the thermal flask and opened it. Suddenly, the aroma of clam soup wafted out. Smelling the aroma, Cynthia got up excitedly, hugging the thermal flask. "Where did you get this?"

"I cooked it in the kitchen when you were asleep." Looking at the surprise on Cynthia's face, Liam felt immensely pleased.

Hearing this, Cynthia put her arms around his neck and kissed him on the check. She thanked him sincerely. "Thank you, honey. I've been craving this for so long." She had heard from Jasmine that Liam knew how to make clam soup, and she had always wanted to try it. However, seeing him so busy these days, she didn't want to bother him. Never did she expect that she would get to eat clam soup made by him while abroad.

Cynthia suddenly felt extremely happy. Liam felt her enthusiasm and gently patted Cynthia on the head. "Well, the clam soup might spill if you have it here. Let's have it in the living room."

"No, I want to have it here." Cynthia began cating with a spoon while holding onto the thermal flask. Liam shook his head helplessly.

It was already six in the evening when Cynthia finished her meal, and it was already dark outside. At that moment, Queena came to find Cynthia, planning to stroll around and have dinner with them. When she entered and saw the remaining clam soup Cynthia was eating, her eyes widened in surprise. "Cynthia, how could you have such a feast without inviting me?" Cynthia was a little embarrassed.

"Do you also want to try my cooking?" Liam said softly. Smelling the aroma, Queena's mouth watered. "I do want to,' she replied, curling her lips. "How dare you!" Liam sneered, then continued in a deep voice, "Ask your two admirers to make it for you. He has now completely accepted the fact that Cameron likes Queena. Before, he couldn't understand why Cameron, a mature university professor, would like Queena, an immature young girl, who happened to be the sister of his best friend, much younger than him. He really was a deviant.