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Chapter 660: 660: Spy
Chapter 660: 660: Spy
Chapter 660: Chapter 660: Spy
Olivia Jenkins remained silent, continuing to eat the cherries.
Miss Winter didn’t say anything further and left the nanny car.
Valerie Howard looked cautiously at Olivia, “I’m sorry, I didn’t know these were sent by Daniel. I was busy just now. Winter was the one who received them, so I thought she bought them.”
Olivia’s beautiful face remained expressionless, giving no indication of her inner thoughts, “Valerie, it’s okay, you don’t have to blame yourself. These cherries are fresh, large and very delicious, also sweet.”
Biting her lower lip, Valerie said, “I’ll go out and see if anyone needs help. Olivia, take a break.”
“Mmm!”
In the nanny car, Olivia Jenkins was left alone. She glanced in the direction Winter had pointed out earlier and noticed more than ten boxes of cherries as well as several boxes of strawberries and blueberries.
Unconsciously, Olivia furrowed her brows and fell into deep thought.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door of the nanny car.
Gathering her thoughts, Olivia called out, “Come in!”
Auntie Jane came in, skillfully took out a stew pot, “Miss Olivia, you should eat the bird’s nest while it’s hot. I see you haven’t been resting well lately. You’ve lost weight and your complexion doesn’t look good.”
Olivia raised her eyelids slightly, looked at Auntie Jane and said, “Didn’t I tell you not to send any soup over here again? I can take care of myself.”
Auntie Jane looked a bit simple, gently lowered her eyes, “Mr. Jenkins is always worried about you and fears that you’re overworking. You should eat something nutritious since your work is so demanding. This thermos contains pig stomach lotus seed chicken soup, you can drink it in the afternoon.”
Olivia frowned with a headache, but she didn’t want to make things difficult for Auntie Jane, “I understand, thank you!”
“Ma’am, you haven’t been home for a few days, and Mr. Jenkins isn’t at home either. The house feels quite creepy. He called me and asked me to tidy up the house. He can be discharged this afternoon. Do you want to come home too?”
Olivia’s beautiful face grew cold, “Auntie Jane, you’re not needed here, you can go.”
Auntie Jane nodded and left the nanny car.
Olivia’s eyes appeared a bit empty as she stared blankly at the stew pot in front of her.
Suddenly, Miss Winter walked in and took away the stew pot, “If you don’t want to eat it, I’ll do it for you. I dream of having someone stew bird’s nest soup for me every day and send soup to replenish the loss of collagen, especially for beauty care.”
Olivia tilted her head slightly, her bright eyes staring unblinkingly at Winter, “I didn’t say I won’t eat.”
To be honest, I really envy you. A man like Chief Daniel Marshall is one in a million. Maybe he’s not a perfect man, but he’s giving you the best he can.”
Life is not perfect. If you have seventy or eighty percent of what you want, you are already very happy. Think this way: if God closes a door, he will open a window, and everything will feel balanced.”
Olivia gently arched her pretty brows, blinked playfully, and teased, “If it weren’t for the fact that you don’t know him well yet, I’d think you’re his spy to infiltrate me.”
Winter put the stew pot in front of Olivia, her voice laden with implication, “I’ve been in the circle for thirty years, and I’ve seen all kinds of people. I’ve experienced deceptions and lived through life’s ups and downs. I have some tactics of my own. I’ve seen a lot of men like James Marshall. I dare say Daniel is good.”
With a smile, Olivia opened her stew pot and ate the bird’s nest soup.
Winter spoke with an enigmatic smile, “You should hold onto your husband tightly. An eligible bachelor like him is what all women with a calculative mind want to possess.”