Revenge is best served cold novel Chapter 215

I took the coffee from Eric and followed his hand to the small table between us. It was stacked with a variety of breakfast foods.

Seeing the look of appreciation in my eyes, Eric chuckled. "Hurry up and eat. We're not far from the bidding venue. If you don't finish before we get there, you'll be in trouble."

I caught the mischievous smile at the corner of his mouth. Grabbing a bite of breakfast, I patted my chest and reassured him, saying, "Don't worry. I'll finish it all before we arrive."

However, I miscalculated. Eric had prepared far too much. Even if I hadn't eaten for three days, I still wouldn't be able to finish it all.

I raised my hands in surrender. "I can't finish it. I can't."

Unknowingly, my voice had a bit of a teasing tone as I added, "You really went overboard with the amount of food."

Eric looked innocent. "I just thought you'd want to try a little bit of everything, so I had it all prepared."

I pouted, struggling to chew the last bite. "Next time, you don't need to prepare so much. A quarter of this is plenty."

Eric laughed helplessly, shaking his head. "Do you plan on doing the same thing again? If this happens again, I'll pull you out of bed early."

Just after he said that, Eric suddenly realized that might have sounded a bit off, so he glanced at me cautiously.

My heart raced, but I pretended not to notice. I looked out the window as if nothing happened.

After a moment, I finally responded, "Alright."

The rest of the ride was silent. The car quickly pulled up to the venue for the bidding event.

As soon as I got out of the car, I saw Jeremiah stepping out of his car as well.

Seeing Eric and me, Jeremiah scoffed and rolled his eyes as if we were beneath him. His expression oozed arrogance. It looked like he was confident that he was going to win the bid this time.

Eric and I exchanged a glance but ignored Jeremiah's provocation. We walked straight into the venue.