Chapter 148 Guess Who’s Coming Over
Colton glanced over at Eliza.
From the moment she’d come out of the kitchen, she hadn’t stopped moving.
“I’m looking at takeout options. Aren’t you guys hungry?”
It was already noon, and Eliza was starving.
Colton raised an eyebrow. “I thought you were cooking when you went into the kitchen.”
“Are you kidding? It’s a new place. Where would the groceries come from? I just went in to check if the gas stove was safe and if the microwave works. For food, obviously we’re ordering in.”
Besides, there were so many people here. ‘If she cooked by herself, it would kill her.
She placed her phone in front of everyone and asked, “So… what do you guys want to eat?”
Everyone fell silent.
That evening, Henry had already picked out which room he wanted.
Colton and Lewis shared one room. Nolan, who had a long–standing habit of not sleeping in the same room as other guys, chose to sleep in the living room.
Eliza had a few drinks and was now slumped on the couch, looking drowsy.
Nolan shook his head with a sigh.
“Eliza, wake up.”
He tried to nudge her awake.
But Eliza didn’t budge.
“Just carry her back to bed. It’s cold out here. She’ll catch a chill.”
Henry had stepped out of his room.
Lewis and Colton had already gone to sleep.
Only a dim table lamp lit the living room.
Nolan draped a blanket over Eliza, then gently scooped her into his arms.
ن
Henry leaned against the wall. This was the first time he’d ever seen Nolan show this much care for a girl.
“Nolan.“
Eliza stepped over to the window, and sure enough, Tyson was leaning against a black car outside, looking up at her.
How does he know where I live?
Her brows furrowed.
“Mr. Tyson, can I say no?”
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Chapter 148 Guess Who’s Coming Over
“Either you come down, or I come up.”
“Then come up.”
She hung up.
After all, it was Tyson who had introduced her to Cassius and helped her win that study abroad opportunity.
Meeting him was no big deal.
Eliza sat on the couch and waited for Tyson.
Before long, there was a knock at the door.
Tyson entered and immediately began surveying the apartment.
His eyes lingered on Nolan’s slippers, his jacket on the rack, and the familiar water cup on the table.
“Nolan’s been staying here?”
“Not really. Just a couple nights. Why?”
Eliza poured him a glass of water.
Tyson didn’t take it.
She noticed the subtle look of distaste in his eyes.
So he’s like Nolan–got a cleanliness thing.
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