"So, so we can think about the deal we're going to make, it's best if we cool our brains by showering first."
Zee immediately furrowed her brows deeply, her expression of doubt and mild suspicion impossible to hide.
Jonathan chuckled softly, reading Zee's mind. "Don't worry, I won't try anything funny," he added, his tone reassuring yet teasing.
"Okay," Zee said, sighing. She knew she didn't have a better option, and exhaustion was outweighing her suspicion.
Cindy ran with small, spoiled steps as she entered the dining room. "Papa!" she called out, immediately greeting her father with a tight hug at the dining table.
Rizman, her father, smiled broadly at his daughter. "Where have you been, my dear? It has been a month since I last saw you. I returned from my assignment and you weren't even home," Rizman said, his voice full of longing and a hint of disappointment.
