With no other choice, Ka could only follow behind Ethaniel, clutching arge stack of documents. She sat down beside him in a daze.
The wealthy men and women present were all taken aback. Everyone’s gaze scanned Ka like an X-ray.
Ka kept her head down, forcing herself to stay calm and ignore the powerful figures from the entire Estrica region seated below.
Ethaniel’s act of bringing this clueless girl, who knew nothing about business, with him just to keep her from running off, once again broke his own record for recklessness.
However, he was quite satisfied with the close distance with Ka, and he asked nonchntly, “Give me the investment risk report under exchange rate control.”
“Oh, right.” Recing Linda, Ka began to flip through the pile of documents.
But with so many papers, how was she supposed to know which one it was?
Sitting at the very edge of the podium, Linda watched Ka sweating with disdain, her lips curling into a sneer.
“Give them to me.” Ethaniel took all the documents from Ka, found the one he needed, and threw the rest back to her.
Linda’s previously smug expression turned somewhat twisted.
The afternoon meeting was tedious and lengthy. Ka didn’t understand a word of what was said and almost fell asleep several times. It wasn’t until apuse erupted in the hall that she snapped out of her daze, blinking herrge, confused eyes.
Is it over?
Noticing her distracted state, Ethaniel stood up. “Let’s go.”
“Okay.” Ka followed Ethaniel to the lounge, suddenly remembering something. “What time is it?”
Ethaniel checked his watch. “Five fifteen.”
“Oh no!” Ka eximed in shock. “Prospect School is out, and I haven’t picked up Oliver yet!”
Ethaniel took off his suit jacket, draping it over his arm. “I’ll go with you.”
“Mr. Han!” Linda called out, catching up. After ncing at Ka, she turned to Ethaniel. “There’s an evening banquet you need to attend.”
“Cancel it.” Ethaniel said impassively, leading Ka away.
“Mr. Han!” Linda called again, but Ethaniel didn’t look back. She pressed her red lips together, her eyes darkening with resentment.
…
The front of Prospect School was, as usual, crowded with luxury cars. The appearance of the dpidated police car caused quite a stir again.
Ka got out of the car and saw Oliver surrounded by a group of little girls under a tree. She called out from a distance, “Oliver!”All text ? N?velD(r)a''ma.Org.
Hearing someone call his name, Oliver lifted his delicate face. Seeing Ka get out of the passenger seat, his eyes lit up, and he closed his book, walking towards the police car.
Just as he reached the car, he saw Ethaniel sitting in the driver’s seat. As expected, a big smile appeared on his face. “Daddy!”
“Mm.” Ethaniel gestured for him to get in the car. Seeing Ka open the back door, he frowned immediately. “You sit in the front.”
“No… I won’t.” Ka said, sitting into the back seat. “I want to sit with Oliver.”
Ethaniel raised an eyebrow but didn’t argue with Ka. Instead, he looked at his son through the rearview mirror.
Oliver met his father’s gaze, and with a tacit understanding, he immediately put on a disdainful expression and said, “I don’t want to sit with you. Go sit in the front!”
Ka red. “Why?”
She had even brought him lunch today; how could their camaraderie vanish so quickly?
Oliver looked at her as if she were an idiot and slowly said, “Because you’re silly.”
“…” Ka felt a massive blow to her ego and really wanted to hit someone!
This brat would stop at nothing to belittle her for his dad.
Grinding her teeth, Ka shot him a fierce look, huffing as she got out of the car and sat in the front seat.
Finally, after dropping the brat and his dad back at RosenBay, Ka thought she hadpleted her mission and could go home.
But…
“I’m hungry.” Oliver looked up, demanding as if it were his right. “You go make me food.”
“Me?” Ka pointed at herself, shaking her head at the little brat’s lofty attitude. “I don’t know how.”
Ethaniel, having just changed into fresh clothes, heard Ka’s response. He raised an eyebrow at Oliver, “Ollie, go upstairs and do your homework.” Then, turning to Ka, he said, “You,e help me.”
Oliver snorted at Ka before running up the stairs.
“But…”
“No buts. After dinner, you need to help Oliver with his homework.”
Ka sighed and reluctantly followed Ethaniel to the kitchen.
“You can cook?” Ka asked, leaning against the kitchen door, peeking inside.
Ethaniel had already rolled up his sleeves, revealing his muscr forearms. He moved with his usual elegance. Hearing Ka’s question, he turned to her with a half-smile, “Didn’t you already have something I made this morning?”
This morning…
“The sandwich was made by you?!” Ka’s eyes widened in shock. She couldn’t believe that such a delicious sandwich had been made by Ethaniel. This man was just too amazing.
“Yes.” Ethaniel nodded. While opening the refrigerator, he asked, “Did you like it?”
Ka huffed, “It was so-so,parable to a three-dor egg pancake from the street near my house.”
Ethaniel pulled out a box of shrimp, his sharp, narrow violet eyes narrowing dangerously. “My cooking is only worth three dors?”
“Three dors is out of pity for you. If I wasn’t hungry or if someone else had made it, I wouldn’t have even taken a bite! Eating your sandwich was my good deed for the day,” Ka lied without blinking.
Ethaniel, amused by her attempt to put on a disdainful expression.
Without arguing, Ethaniel ced the shrimp in warm water to defrost and turned to grab a head of broli.
“Come here.”
“What for?”
Ethaniel shook the broli at her, raising an eyebrow. “To help.”
“… I already told you, I can’t cook.”
“But you can eat, can’t you?” Ethaniel asked teasingly.
“Of course!” she replied confidently.
Ethaniel twirled the broli in his hand, his tone indifferent. “If you can eat, you should know how to cook.”
Oh well, she thought. Since she owed him money, the debtor’s words werew…