Chapter 250 The Takeout Takeover
Felix’s eyes widened for a moment. “Did Anna make this?”
Anna shook her head.
“Then Marilyn made it?”
Marilyn also shook her head.
Felix’s eyebrows twitched. “It couldn’t have been grandma, could it?”
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Kate chuckled and said, “I ordered some takeout especially for you; the restaurants for these dishes are really well–reviewed. You should try them.”
Felix fell silent. Why suddenly make me cat takeout?
He glanced at the porridge and egg custard in front of Lauren, then at the greasy dishes in front of him.
He opened his mouth, but said nothing, and began to eat. The takeout actually tasted pretty good, grandma hadn’t lied.
In the deep of the night, when all was silent and everyone was in a deep sleep.
Only Felix was tossing and turning between the bed and the bathroom, making the trip six times, looking pale and unsteady. He was so upset he sat on the edge of his bed, speechless.
In the morning, he ate noodles made by Laurie, allergic to cilantro; in the evening, he ate Kate’s ordered dishes, which led to vomiting and diarrhea.
Through gritted teeth, he muttered, “Grandma, what on earth did you order for me!”
Felix had always been meticulous about what he ate and wore, somewhat of a clean freak, almost immune to bacteria.
This being his first takeout, it wasn’t a problem for regulars, but for him, it completely disrupted his microbial balance. He was lucky he wasn’t dehydrated from the ordeal.
At four in the morning, Felix finally fell asleep; but less than three hours later, he was awakened by his phone ringing.
Groping for the phone, his voice hoarse with sleepiness, he answered, “Hello.”
Josh’s voice came through, “Mr. Brooker, there’s an important strategy session at Eastgate today that needs your personal attention; I’ll come pick you up shortly.”
“Mhm,” Felix responded, deeply exhaling.
Josh noticed his voice was weaker than usual.
“Mr. Brooker, are you alright?”
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Felix’s lips twitched slightly; he swore to himself that he would never touch takeout again, absolutely never!
After getting ready, Felix, dressed in a black suit, opened his door. As soon as he did, a familiar smell of cilantro hit him.
Felix thought to himself. This isn’t good.
Lauren gave her usual soft smile. “Mr. Brooker, you’re awake? Perfect timing–I made some chicken and rice soup. Come have a bowl.”
Felix’s gaze shifted to the steaming bowl of soup waiting on the table.
Perhaps because he ate so quickly yesterday, Lauren might have thought he hadn’t had enough, so today’s portion was even larger than yesterday’s.
Lauren’s smile deepened. “You’re up early today, Mr. Brooker; no need to rush out like yesterday, you can take your time. If it’s not enough, there’s more in the kitchen.”
Felix’s mouth twitched uncontrollably again.
He felt he needed to clarify his allergy to cilantro with Lauren, but seeing her hopeful expression, the words died on his lips.
It’s just an allergy, I can always take medicine later.
Though he thought this, his steps toward the dining table hesitated.
As he sat down, the doorbell suddenly rang. Felix’s eyes lit up, thinking Josh had arrived so quickly.
He could use work as an excuse to take the bowl away and give it to Josh in the car, not wasting Laurie’s kindness.
Thus, he said, “I’ll get the door.”
Lauren, who couldn’t hear the doorbell, understood Felix’s intention.
She quickly said, “Mr. Brooker, you eat; I’ll get the door.”
With that, she hurried over and pulled the door open.
Felix sat at the dining table, not touching his fork, eyes fixed on the door, eagerly anticipating Josh’s entry. However, when he saw who it was, his anticipation shattered.
Standing at the door wasn’t Josh, but Mia.
As Lauren opened the door, Mia greeted her with wide open arms and a big hug, exclaiming, “Laurie, I’ve missed you so much,” while taking a deep sniff at Lauren’s neck. So fragrant!
Felix fell silent. Something felt wrong…
Lauren exclaimed, “Today’s not Sunday, Mia, what brings you here?”
Mia released her her face beaming with a smile. “I have no classes this morning and nothing else to do so t
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