"Boss, I did well this time, right? How about a raise? Nothing big—just increase it by one percent." Landon continued dreaming out loud, completely absorbed in his own brilliant plans. "Landon, pack your bags—you're off to the boonies." Eugene delivered this line coldly before hanging up without another word. He stared at the pile of items in front of him. One by one, they were all things he didn't actually need. But they came from Chloe. Eugene picked through the contents of the box, finally lifting and examining the most eye-catching item—a bottle clearly labeled "Kidney Booster." He stared at it as if he could burn holes through the packaging with his gaze. Eventually, Eugene took out his phone and snapped a photo of the gift box. The Kidney Booster sat prominently in the center. His expression unreadable, he steadied the phone with one hand, opened WhatsApp, selected Chloe's contact, and sent the picture directly. He added a caption, "Thanks for your concern. I've received this strategic reserve supply." Even after sending it, Eugene still felt unsatisfied. He examined the photo several more times, then decided to post it straight to his Facebook. Once the post was live, Eugene slipped his phone into his pocket without another thought. He adjusted his seat with practiced ease, closed his eyes, and settled in. A twelve-hour long-haul flight stretched ahead of him; he definitely needed to catch some solid rest to be fresh later. What Eugene didn't realize was that his post had just caused an uproar. That long-dormant account suddenly came to life with a single post: just one photo, featuring a painfully obvious bottle of Kidney Booster. He hadn't posted in ages, and his contact list was small to begin with—mostly close associates and a handful of old friends. So when those few people stumbled across this out-of-the-blue photo, they all did a double-take, then panicked. Was he okay? Why was he posting something like that publicly? Confusion and speculation spread fast among his tiny circle. His mom texted, "Son, was your account hacked?" His dad texted, "Have you been kidnapped? If yes, send me a code word." A royal friend asked, "Eugene? Is that really you? Who won our fight back in the day?" A business tycoon asked, "If you're being held against your will, just send me a code word." Selena just texted, "You're awesome." ***** Sitting in the back row, Bruce happened to see the post Eugene had shared on Facebook and froze. Eugene even flexes when he makes a post. Absolutely legendary! But the aftermath? For the next twelve hours, he probably wouldn't get any sleep. Both Eugene's parents would demand explanations. Meanwhile, Chloe had just driven back into the city center. She was about to book a restaurant and ask Oralia to bring Robert over. She unlocked her phone, and a notification popped up. When she spotted Eugene's name in the corner of her eye, Chloe thought she must be seeing things. Why would he message her? Ever since she'd added him, she'd suspected the account was inactive—not even a profile picture. But Eugene had actually messaged her. Was it something important? She opened it at once. There was only one line of text. Strategic reserve supply? Chloe blinked. Supply for what? She hadn't sent any... There was a picture attached too. She tapped to enlarge it. The moment the image filled her screen, the words "Kidney Booster" glared back at her.Seeing that, Chloe's eyes widened in shock. What in the world? Did she actually send that? She had asked the nutritionist to prepare some health supplements to help him recover. How did it turn into this? Strategic reserve supply! She could practically picture Eugene's speechless expression in her mind. Chloe stared at her phone for a long moment, then called the nutritionist. As soon as the call connected, she pressed for details, asking exactly what had been purchased. "Ms. Lewis, I picked out the highest-quality items exactly as per the list. Don't worry. If he takes these as directed, he'll be unstoppable in bed. No side effects at all." Chloe's mind went blank. The nutritionist had clearly misunderstood her intentions. Damn it. She wanted to kick herself. She'd been too vague when she requested supplements to "strengthen a man's constitution." Her careful wording had led to this huge misunderstanding. She should have checked the contents of the box beforehand. Staring at Eugene's message, Chloe typed out a long explanation, detailing the whole story. But looking at the wall of text, she realized the more she tried to explain, the worse it sounded. She had sent Eugene "Kidney Booster". This was... Forget it. Pretend it never happened. Blame it on Bruce acting on his own. Something this ridiculous needed an escape route. For a brief moment, Chloe considered blocking Eugene. But what was done was done. Fine. She'd just have to own it. Next time she saw him, she'd find the right moment to thank him properly, then gently steer the misunderstanding into something less embarrassing. Just then, Oralia's call came through. Chloe shook off the lingering awkwardness and answered the phone.