Chapter 181 Chicken Soup


    Soup?


    nca was feeling joyful - Matthew had indeed remembered that she loved the soup Mrs. Brown


    made. She was feeling sweetness in her heart.


    But the next minute, her smile started fading away and she started feeling awkward as she noticed the


    way Mrs. Brown was looking at her.


    This was Matthew’s unique way of telling Mrs. Brown that nca gotidst night and that she


    needed the extra nutrition.


    ...


    nca kept her head down the whole time at breakfast as she was afraid to look at Matthew. She was


    worried that he might bring up what had happenedst night - She was the one that made the first


    move.


    “Did you have enough?” Matthew put down his spoon already. He didn’t eat much as usual. Besides,


    food, for him, was all about energy supply. So it didn’t matter too much what he was having.


    nca was about to respond, but her mouth was filled with bread and she was almost choking on it.


    She patted her chest, and in the meanwhile, Matthew already thoughtfully handed over a ss of


    water. nca felt touched by his reaction. But before she even said her thank-you, Matthew said with


    gloominess, “Looks like you were tired afterst night.”


    “Puff!”


    Did they really have to talk about it early in the morning?


    nca looked at Matthew with awkwardness in her eyes, and her face was blushing. She wanted to


    argue back but suppressed her words back eventually. Matthew stared at her with great interest, “Why


    you are so red? Isn’t it because...”


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    “No, not about that at all!”


    “I haven’t even said anything yet.” nca’s reaction lighted Matthew up, “If you didn’t get enough, I


    can...”


    “You shut up!” nca almost screamed, fearing Mrs. Brown might hear what he was about to say.


    Matthew was smiling even happily, however, his phone rang all of a sudden.


    Matthew frowned as typically few people would reach him at his phone number. But when he saw the


    number, he was a bit surprised and hurriedly picked up, “Mr. Butler, how may I help you?”


    “Son, I saw the news. Don’t overthink about what happened. Come over to my ce when you can.”


    Mr. Butler said.


    Matthew was in silence for a short while. Matthew knew Mr. Butler thought highly of him and cared


    much about him, but it was the first time Mr. Butler had checked in for his private matter.


    “I understand.” Matthew agreed. After he hung up, he saw nca staring at him with expectations like


    a small hamster waiting for food.


    “What is it, do you want to kiss me?”


    “...” Why was he such a narcissist? He was a good-looking man, after all. nca calmed her


    excitement, “Was it, Mr. Butler, on the phone just now? Matthew, when will I meet him...” nca looked


    at Matthew. She was here at Oakshire mainly to find out her background - She was dwelling on the fact


    that she hadn’t met Mr. Butlerst time.


    Matthew, of course, knew what nca was thinking.


    He raised his eyebrows, “That depends on my mood whether I will bring you with me or not.”


    “Then what can I do to make you feel good?” nca would do whatever it took to learn more about her


    background. She subconsciously lowered her head and reached her hand to feel the pendant, only to


    find that it went missing. She had the look on as if her world had fallen apart!


    Where was the pendant?


    “Was it left in the interrogation room?” It was there on her neck at noon yesterday, and the only


    possibility was that it was dropped when she was getting in the car or the interrogation room. nca


    suddenly became anxious. If the pendant was lost, how could she find her family?