Chasing the Unexpected

Chapter 683

When Nyla saw the name “Oliver” flashing on her screen, she smiled and answered the call. “What’s up?”

“Nyla, I have two tickets to an auction. Would you like to go with me? I heard there will be some beautiful jewelry on display, and I thought you might be interested,” Oliver invited.

Nyla raised an eyebrow, surprised that he had asked her to an auction.

“When is it?” she inquired.

“Tomorrow night,” Oliver replied.

Nyla thought for a moment. She didn’t have any plans for the evening, so she agreed, “Sure, you can pick me up tomorrow.”

After ending the call with Oliver, she set her phone down and noticed Leon looking at her with a mischievous grin.

“Nyla, you look so happy. Was that your boyfriend on the other end?” he asked.

Nyla smiled and openly admitted, “Yep. Jealous?”

Leon, who had been single forever, always made it his birthday wish to find a partner.

Unfortunately, since he practically lived in the lab, he had little chance to meet women. The female lab mates weren’t his type either, so he remained single.

“Of course I am jealous! If you know anyone suitable, don’t forget to introduce them to me,” Leon said.

They joked around for a bit, quickly brushing aside the topic, with neither of them bringing it up again.

After dinner, Nyla dropped Leon off and then headed home.

To her surprise, Oliver was at her place.

When Oliver saw Nyla, he stood up from a pile of toys with a smile. “Nyla, you’re back! I happened to pass. by your complex on my way home, so I thought I’d drop by. I heard from Buddy that you’ve started working again.”

Putting her bag down and changing her shoes, Nyla replied, “Yeah, the lab has a project with Prospectus Technology, and I’m in charge.” This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

“Just make sure you don’t overwork yourself. It’s already past 10:00 p.m.,” Oliver said, his eyes filled with

concern.

Nyla nodded. “I know. I was out with my junior colleague tonight, so I got back a little late.”

“Alright,” Oliver conceded.

As Nyla walked into the living room, she noticed a box of walnut and peach cookies with the Good Dips Yogo on it and paused.

Good Dips was a bakery located over six miles away from her home. Although she loved their walnut and

peach cookies, she had never driven that far to buy them.

“I was over there for business today and remembered you said Good Dips‘ walnut and peach cookies were your favorite. Try them–see if they still taste the same,” Oliver said.

A wave of complex emotions washed over Nyla.

Since Oliver had been near Good Dips for business, it made no sense for him to pass by this way. It was evident that he had gone out of his way to bring her the cookies.

“Thank you. But next time, don’t go to all that trouble. It takes you almost an hour to get home from here,” Nyla replied.

Oliver took her hand gently. “It’s no trouble at all if it makes you happy. Go ahead and try some.”

When Nyla opened the box, the familiar aroma enveloped her, and she couldn’t help but take a deep breath.

She sighed. “Mm, this is the flavor I remember.”

She placed a few cookies on a plate, and everyone had a taste. It was indeed just like the original.

Oliver smiled. “They really taste good, and they’re unique. No wonder that even after five years in Capitarnia, no other cookies have caught your attention.”

“This place has been around for over 100 years in Saintornia. I remember when I was a kid. It was just a small shop. Now they’ve rented three floors of space, but they still don’t open other locations. If you want some, you have to go there,” Nyla explained.

Oliver nodded. “Traditional shops like this usually have their own rules, which is why they last so long.” After finishing the cookies, Mason started to feel sleepy.

Seeing this, Oliver stood up. “It’s getting late. I’ll head out. I’ll pick you up tomorrow night.”