Chapter 7


    Chapter 7 Birthday Cake


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    At the sight of Eileen, Vera was at a loss for action. She tucked her hair to the back of her ear and


    walked over to Eileen before handing the gift in her hands to thetter. “Happy birthday. This is a gift


    from me. I hope you like it.” On the gift box was a thin transparent covering. Eileen could distinctly see


    that a ne was in it, and it was Swarovski to boot. Sure enough, it was exactly the same as the


    previous life. Eileen actually did not like wearing jewelry, much less one given by Vera. However, it was


    necessary to keep up appearances. Thus, she smiled, the corners of her eyes crinkling. “Thank you. I


    love it. When did youe back? If there’s anything you need, just say the word.” In the previous life,


    Vera’s death had something to do with her, so Eileen wanted topensate her as much as possible


    in this life. Shocked, Vera cautiously nced at Eric as though seeking his help. It was only natural for


    her to be suspicious, for Eileen had never been courteous with her. If it were in the past, Eileen would


    have thrown the gift onto the ground and grabbed her hair, ordering her to get lost. “She only came


    back today, and it so happened to be your birthday. How about going shopping with us tonight to buy


    some necessities for her?” Eric interjected mildly. Us? He’s speaking of himself and Vera together while


    I’m just an outsider in his eyes. Oh well, that’s to be expected. They grew up together since childhood,


    whereas I’m nothing more than his enemy’s daughter. Smiling, Eileen replied cheerfully, “No, it’s okay.


    You both go ahead, Eric.” After all, there was no reason for her to tag along and be the third wheel. It


    was her birthday that day, and she wanted to enjoy her time alone. Eric looked at her dubiously, trying


    to discern something from her calm expression. But the look on her face was so in that he could not


    figure out her game. Sensing his probing scrutiny, Eileen was a touch nervous. She only wanted to y


    a well-behaved and adorable sister, no longer interfering in his rtionship with Vera. Unfortunately,


    Eric was suspicious by nature, and she was not sure whether she could fool him. A momentter, Eric


    nodded. Without saying anything, he brought Vera upstairs to put her things away. Eileen breathed a


    sigh of relief. Then, she quickly ran to the kitchen. Sharon was washing the vegetables. At Eileen’s


    approach, she was somewhat surprised. “You’re hungry, Ms. Eileen? Didn’t you eat the bread and milk


    I prepared for you?” “I did. I’m here to look for something.” Eileen casually opened the cab and


    rummaged around. “Sharon, where’s the equipment I use to make dessert? I want to bake a cake


    myself.” A light bulb went off in Sharon’s head. She opened the cab below her and said, “It’s here,


    Ms. Eileen. I’ve kept them all in one cab.” Delight flooded Eileen. Yay! Flour, butter, eggs, and


    whipping cream are all avable at home. There’s also a cherry tree in the yard, so I can pick some


    cherries and make a cherry-vored cake. As she was thinking about it, the sound of an engine roaring


    to life sounded outside the window. She looked out through the kitchen window and saw a ck


    Bentley driving out the gates. It looks like they’ve left. Eric has brought Vera out, and Will isn’t yet back


    from his business trip. In other words, Sharon and I are the only ones in the mansion today, so I can do


    anything I want! She turned to Sharon and instructed, “Please help me take out the ingredients,


    Sharon. I’m going to the yard to pick some cherries!” After saying that, she sprinted out at lightning


    speed. Eileen hurried to the garden in the backyard. Sharon had previously told her that the cherry tree


    was personally nted by her mother when thetter was still alive. Right then, it was already even


    taller than the fence. The cherries on the tree were so heavy that they were almost breaking the


    branches, and the sweet scent of the fruit wafted in the air. Standing below the tree, Eileen jumped a


    few times. s, she could not reach the branches and had seemingly overestimated herself. Left with


    no recourse, she could only carry over adder from the storage shed. While at it, she snagged a


    basket. As she picked the cherries, she casually wiped a few and tossed them into her mouth. Sweet


    and sour juices filled her mouth, and unprecedented joy suffused her. When the basket was full, she


    climbed down thedder and skipped back to the kitchen. By then, Sharon had already taken all the


    equipment out and washed them. Eileen ced the basketful of cherries under the faucet and rinsed


    them, humming happily. She separated part of the cherries, nning to make some cherry jam.


    Subsequently, she mixed the batter for the cake while the jam was cooking before cing it into the


    oven to bake. As she waited for the base to cool, she started whisking the whipping cream. Seeing that


    she was in a good mood, Sharon did not disrupt Eileen but went about her own work. After bustling


    around for almost two hours, Eileen ced thest cherry on the cake, and her birthday cake was


    finally done. All of a sudden, the sound of ss shattering rang out from the adjacent mansion,


    apanied by a young man’s furious voice. “Get out of here! Scram!” Eileen leaned close to the


    window in curiosity, searching for the source of the sound