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Chapter 228
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Chapter 228 Interior Design Competition Levi said, "Jane, there's going to be an interior design competition soon. Are you planning to participate?" At the mention of the competition, I paused in thought.

I remembered the interior design competition well. Elsa seemed to have participated in it and even won an award.

In my previous life, after winning the award, Jeremiah prepared many gifts for Elsa and even took her out on trips withoutknowing.

However, I had once seen her design drafts. Neither the style nor the details matched her habits. I suspected there was something shady going on behind the scenes.

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After thinking for a moment, I slowly responded, "I'll participate. Please signup using the nShirley and under the studio's name." After Levi left, Eric looked atwith a slightly hurt expression.

I was confused and asked, "What's wrong?" Eric gave a dissatisfied look. "He got cookies, but I didn't?" I was surprised that Eric, with his usually stern expression, was saying something so childish. I couldn't help but smile.

He quickly grabbed my wrist and complained further, "You're laughing, but why does he get them and I don't? Even though we're business partners, we're still married. How can I be behind him?" I led him to the kitchen and opened the oven. Inside were several small cookies that had been neatly arranged. They were more delicate than the ones I had given Levi.

Eric's expression softened slightly as he looked at me. "Are these for me?" I nodded. "Of course. If you think they're not enough, I can bake more for you another day." Eric reached over, took a cookie, broke it in half, and handed one piece toand the other to himself.

He nodded slowly. "Delicious. Can you teachnext time?" "Of course," I answered with a smile.

Well, that should be enough to make up for it, right? The next day, Eric insisted on takingto the Brown residence.

He told Dad he was there to make amends for missing dinner the last tand to deliver gifts he had brought back from abroad.

But when he spoke to me, his words were more direct. This time, he was going to take down Jack and Elsa and get a little revenge for me. I was more than happy to oblige.

As soon as we arrived, Eric immediately began pulling out the gifts he had bought overseas.

For Dad, there was a rare cigar and bottle of red wine, which were hard to find overseas. Mom received a set of rare full-round white pearl necklaces, which I heard were acquired at an auction. Dad and Mom couldn't stop smiling.

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As for Jack and Elsa...

Jack opened his gift box to find a bottle of health supplements inside. It appeared to be something for brain function.

Eric smiled warmly. "I heard you've been using your brain a lot lately The doctor said too much mental strain can lead to dementia. This supplement from overseas is known. to help prevent that." His words made it clear he was implying Jack's mental state was not up to par.

Jack's face turned red with anger, but he held it in since Dad and Mom were around. With a snort, he gritted his teeth and said, "Thanks."

Seeing Jack's gift, Elsa's face flickered with a hint of caution, she opened it to find albook inside. She quietly read the title aloud, "Be a Kind Person..." Instantly, she understood what Eric meant. She lifted her head to meet his gaze.

Before she could speak, Eric quickly added, "This book is quite famous abroad heard it's perfect for Nheard someone like you, a young lady. You should read it." Elsa looked embarrassed, but since Eric had already spoken, she couldn't say anything to ruin the mood.

She gave him a sweet smile, her eyes full of admiration. "Eric, you really knowwell. I'll definitely read this book you picked out for me." When others weren't paying attention, a trace of malice flashed in Elsa's eyes.