Chapitre 885: Chapter 878 - Our Only Chance

"Sure," Clyde responded, his attention still fixed on the letter he had just picked up.

Just as Clyde was about to delve into Martin's letter, his attention was abruptly diverted by the sight of Yves reaching for a knife. Without a moment's hesitation, Clyde swiftly moved towards the Omega.

"Let me handle that, okay? You just sit tight and wait for the tea," Clyde said gently, taking the knife from the bewildered Yves and guiding him towards the dining chair.

Yves let out a scoff, a hint of amusement in his chuckle. "Guess I misplaced my can opener again. Thanks for the save, though."

"My pleasure," Clyde replied warmly. After brewing the chamomile tea, he returned to the dining table, serving one cup for Yves and another for himself.

"I hope it doesn't taste awful," Clyde remarked with a scoff.

Yves leaned in, inhaling the aromatic steam rising from the cups, a smile gracing his lips.