Steven held Emma in his arms, his brow furrowed as his fingers tapped lightly on the table. He had a nagging feeling that something was not right.
Ever since Alex was young, he had been taught to cherish food and never waste it.
It was impossible for the supplements and money he had provided just a week ago to have run out so quickly.
Something fishy was happening.
"Zane," his voice was cold and stern as he ordered, "You immediately investigate what happened to the supplements and funds I gave recently. I want to know where every penny went."
"Yes, Mr. Lawrence." Zane nodded, his voice serious.
The two nutritionists exchanged glances, slight panic on their faces. One of them hurriedly explained, "Mr. Lawrence, it's quite common for children to be picky sometimes. We were just trying to be extra cautious of his health..."
"Extra cautious?" Steven's voice suddenly rose. "I gave you those things to take care of Alex's health, not for you to waste them!"
