<b>Chapter </b><b>607 </b>


    Mason looked sadly at the barbecue rib that had fallen on the floor, his face filled with regret.


    N nced toward the kitchen door and said coolly, “Buddy wants to eat the dishes I make. Mr. Sumner, you probably already had dinner, right?<b>” </b>


    Damon’s gaze hardened. Was N implying that she didn’t want him to have dinner with them? For some reason, that thought made him feel ufortable.


    After a moment of silence, he replied coldly, “I’ve already eaten. I still have work to do, <b>so </b>I’ll head back to the study.”


    N nodded. “Okay.”


    As Damon turned to leave, he caught a glimpse of N gently serving Mason another piece of rib, both of them smiling.


    Damon scowled, a heavy tension enveloping the entire living room.


    Once N heard Damon’s footsteps fade away, she let out a sigh of relief. She had genuinely feared he would say he hadn’t eaten. She didn’t want to have dinner with him, especially not to share her cooking.


    After dinner, as N prepared to take Mason upstairs, she received a call from Oliver.


    “N, I’ve just arrived in Saintornia. I just got off the ne and want to see you,” Oliver said.


    His voice sounded tired. He had been working nonstop for the past few days to sort things out for thepany, hoping toe to Saintornia sooner.


    N checked the time and replied, “Sure, which hotel are you staying at? I’lle find you.”


    After hanging up, she handed Mason over to Lydia, asking her to help him wash up and get ready for bed. Then, she took a taxi to the hotel.


    Damon was busy working in the study when he suddenly noticed headlights shing at the vi entrance. He called out, “Maddie.”


    Maddie, who stood by the door, quickly opened it. “Mr. Sumner, what’s wrong?”


    “Who just left?” Damon asked.


    “It was Ms. Kinsey. She received a phone call and left without even taking care of Mr. Mason,” Maddie


    answered.


    Damon frowned, wondering what N could be doing out at this hour.


    After a moment’s thought, he recalled how indifferent she had been toward him and pushed down the curiosity that stirred in his heart. Whatever she was doing was none of his business.


    “Got it. You can go,” Damon dismissed.


    Upon seeing Damon’sck of reaction to N’s failure to care for Mason, Maddie’s eyes flickered with discontent as she pouted and left.


    Never mind–there would be plenty of opportunities in the future for her toin to Damon about N.


    An hourter, N arrived at the entrance of the luxurious Rolling Waves Hotel in the city.


    As soon as she walked into the lobby, she spotted Oliver sitting in the lounge area. She paused for a moment before quickly walking over.


    Hearing N’s footsteps, Oliver, who had been texting her, looked up. His eyes brightened at the sight of


    her.


    “N, you’re here,” he greeted.


    “What are you doing waiting here?” N asked.


    Oliver smiled. “Well, since I’m staying at the hotel, it wouldn’t be appropriate for you toe up.”


    Although he wouldn’t do anything inappropriate with N, he wanted to avoid any misunderstandings that could harm her reputation. All content is property ? N?velDrama.Org.


    N sat down across from him and took a closer look. “You’ve been really tiredtely, haven’t you? Are you not getting enough rest?”


    “I’m alright. It’s just been a bit busy these past couple of days, but it’s almost over. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have had time toe see you,” Oliver replied.


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    N understood that he wouldn’t be this exhausted if he hadn’t rushed toe to Saintornia.


    She felt a wave of emotion, and her eyes involuntarily misted up. “Oliver, thank you…”


    Oliver took her hand and said softly, “Don’t mention it. I understand, and I know what you want to do. I’ll help you.”


    Erin hadn’t expected to run into N at the hotel while bringing a male model.


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