A Little Hamster
Chapter 37 A Little Hamster
Rachel hurriedly reassured, "Grandma, don''t worry. You''re aware of Nelson''s health condition, and
moreover... Do you think he truly cares about the woman? I guess he''s simply intrigued and wants
to have some casual fun."
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Elizabeth supposed what Rachel said was right. Given Nelson''s enigmatic and aloof nature, she
wondered how long he could possibly keep Charlotte around. It wouldn''t be surprising if one day he
got the urge and killed her.
With that thought in mind, she let out a sigh of relief and said, "By the way, remember to invite
Ba as well."
Rachel was well aware of Elizabeth''s intentions, so she nodded in acknowledgment.
As Charlotte pushed Nelson back into the courtyard, the servants had just finished brewing the
medicine. As soon as Charlotte caught a whiff of the scent, she knew that the prescription had been
changed. Her eyes instantly lit up, glowing like the radiance of a thousand stars captured within her
gaze. "Mr. rk... Did you change the medicine?"
Nelson rubbed his temple with his ring finger as hezily said, "Yes, the doctor said your
prescription is quite good."
Not only was the prescription good, but that old doctor was also genuinely amazed by it. He kept
asking Waylon who came up with such a marvelous prescription and insisted on meeting the
person.
Clearly, Waylon couldn''t bring an old man to meet Charlotte. That would be deliberately provoking
Nelson.
Charlotte smiled faintly and whispered, "As long as it''s effective, that''s all that matters."
Nelson nced at the cake on the small table and said, "Open it."
Charlotte thought he was hungry, so she nodded and proceeded to unwrap the packaging of two
small cakes, revealing a chocte soufflé and a strawberry cream cake.
The portions were small but intricately made. They were all bestsellers from the pastry shop.
Charlotte carefully arranged the forks. She could not wait to see how graceful Nelson was when he
enjoyed the cakes.
To her surprise, Nelson said, "Go ahead and eat."
Charlotte was at a loss for words.
Her eyes widened with confusion as she looked at Nelson, and her mind filled with question marks.
It was then that she remembered Nelson''s identity.
She thought to herself, "Hmm... Maybe important figures like him would have someone taste the
food before eating to check for poison?"
She picked up a fork and took a small bite of each cake. Upon confirming that they were safe to eat,
she reassured Nelson, "You may go ahead and enjoy them, Mr. rk."
As he listened to the little girl''s gentle voice, Nelson closed his eyes and uttered, "I don''t really like
sweet things. You probably won''t be able to eat much for dinnerter, so have some to fill your
stomach."
Charlotte was stunned.
She wondered why he bought the cakes if he didn''t like sweet things.
"Could it be that Mr. rk bought it specifically for me?" she pondered.
As these thoughts crossed her mind, Charlotte''s heart began to leap with excitement. She held the
soufflé as she whispered to Nelson, "...Thank you, Sir."
Only her mother and grandfather had ever bought her cakes before.
Nelson didn''t say anything.
Charlotte took one bite of soufflé and then one bite of strawberry cake, gobbling them up like a little
hamster. She was overjoyed by the taste. However, her stomach had a limited capacity, so she
couldn''t eat a lot. After finishing the soufflé, she couldn''t eat anything else.
Nelson suddenly opened his eyes. With a deep voice, he asked, "Is it good?"
With the fork in her mouth, Charlotte nodded and squinted herrge eyes. "Yes, it''s delicious. Their
soufflé is very famous."
In the past, she always felt extremely envious when she saw her ssmates go there to eat.
She initially wanted to ask Nelson if he wanted to have a taste, but then she remembered that she
had already eaten it herself, and he didn''t like sweet things, so she decided not to ask.
Nelson, on the other hand, said with a meaningful expression, "Seeing you enjoy it so much, I''d like
to have a taste too."
Charlotte made a sound of surprise.
The next moment, Nelson held her fair and tender hand to scoop up a small bite of cake with the
fork.