Chapter 79: If He Won’t Drink It, I Will

Olivia knew Mason would inform Liam about what was happening at school, but with her graduation approaching soon, she didn’t see the point in switching schools.

“That’s okay, Grandpa. I’m fine where I am.”

Liam smiled, intending to probe further and figure out who the two little punks trying to steal his granddaughter-in-law were. But seeing Olivia didn’t plan to elaborate, he decided not to push.

Soon it was dinnertime. As Alexander descended the stairs, Olivia was already seated at the dining table with Liam.

“So you do know how to come down for meals. I thought you weren’t hungry. Sit down!” Liam said gruffly, motioning to the seat next to Olivia.

Respecting his grandfather’s command, Alexander sat down.

Alexander and Vance’s parents had always been free spirits, leaving the two brothers in Liam’s care while they traveled the world. Raised almost single-handedly by Liam, both brothers held him in the utmost respect.

Just as Alexander reached for his chopsticks, Vance came bustling in with a steaming bowl of soup. He placed it squarely in front of Alexander, then exchanged a meaningful glance with Liam.

Liam immediately caught on.

“You’ve been so busy with work. This soup was specially prepared to nourish you. Drink it while it’s hot.”

Alexander eyed Liam skeptically. Since when do I get this kind of treatment? He glanced at the soup, the faintly familiar aroma raising his suspicions. His gaze shifted to Vance.

Vance avoided eye contact and leaned toward Olivia, whispering, “Tonight’s the night. Just wait and see!”

Olivia looked up, confused. Is he losing his mind again?

“I’m not hungry today,” Alexander said, suddenly pushing the soup away and preparing to leave the table.

Liam’s eyes narrowed. “Sit down! I had this soup made for you, and you’re just going to waste my efforts?”

No matter what, Alexander was drinking that soup tonight. How else would Liam get his great-grandchildren?

Alexander sighed and sat back in his chair. “I’m not drinking it. Does he think I don’t know what’s in this soup?”

Liam looked about ready to explode, glaring at Alexander with enough intensity to bore a hole through him.

Seeing Liam on the verge of losing his temper, Olivia reached for the bowl. “Grandpa, don’t be upset. If he won’t drink it, I will.”

Liam and Vance froze, momentarily stunned.

Alexander watched Olivia with amusement in his eyes.

Olivia shot him a glare. If it weren’t to spare Liam’s feelings, I wouldn’t bother with you at all.

Without hesitation, Olivia picked up the bowl and downed the soup in one go.

Alexander’s eyes sparkled with intrigue.

Vance, on the other hand, was dumbfounded as he watched Olivia finish every last drop of the soup.

Uh… well. I guess that works too?

After drinking the soup, Olivia dove into her meal with gusto. After all, she had been pretty active that day and had worked up quite an appetite.

She was entirely unaware of the meaningful looks Liam and Vance were exchanging as they watched her.

Once dinner was over, Olivia went upstairs to her room, and Alexander retreated to his study.

As soon as the coast was clear, Liam pulled Vance aside.

“That soup won’t cause any problems for Livi, will it?”

Vance scratched his head awkwardly. “It—should be fine. It’s mainly… well, it has some aphrodisiac effects. But since she’s sleeping in the same room as my brother, it doesn’t matter who drinks it!”

Liam relaxed, nodding in approval.

After returning to her room, Olivia started to feel unusually warm. She couldn’t pinpoint why, but the air felt stifling. Opening the window, she leaned against the frame, letting the cool night breeze wash over her flushed face.

It was at this moment that Alexander walked in, only to find Olivia, cheeks red and glowing, leaning by the window, desperately trying to cool off.