Chapter 290 Bill Isn't Completely Blind

Just as the heated conversation reached its peak, I pushed open the door and stepped in my w carrying a cool undertone. "Well, isn't this lively"

Bill froze the moment he saw me, looking as uneasy as guilty man caught in the art. 1te hurriedly down the bowl in his here?"

als. "Zocy? What are you a

I raised the food container I was holding. "Dad, I heard you were busy, so I went out of my way you something to eat."

Sadie, ever the jealous one, glared at ine and steered, "Copycat,"

I placed the food container on the table in front of him "So, Dad, whose cooking are you going to

Bill looked torn, his ce etched with the kind of struggle only a father can feel. On one side was Sardie, his long-pampered darling. On the other was me-someone he couldn't afford to upset. After a long pause, he finally said, "Sadic, I had your cooking last night. Tonight, I'll try what your sister

made.

At least he wasn't foolish enough to pick Sadie. My food was made to save lives, while hers might just end his.

Sadie pouted, clearly unhappy. "Hmph, you're so biased, Dad."

"Fine, fine." Bill sighed, trying to appease her. Leave it here; I'll eat both."

Sadie, sensing a chance to assert her position, didn't even bother keeping it from me. "That's more like it. Dad, I want to work at the company."

But Bill didn't hesitate to shut her down. "No way."

"Why not?" Sadie stomped her foot. "Dad, there are no sons in this family. I'm just trying to help you out

so you're not overworked."

"You haven't studied finance or management. How exactly are you going to help me? I'll agree to anything else you ask, but this is non-negotiable. I have important documents to handle. You should leave now." Sadie stomped her foot again, shot me a glare, and stormed off.

Once she was gone, Bill sighed and rubbed his temples. 1 unpacked the food I had brought, setting it neatly on the table. "Why not let her work here?"

fun. But business? Not a chance. And now she's involved with Ashley. The sudden interest in the company is more about helping him than me." I chuckled gently.

look and chided, "That's no way to talk to your

fork with a grin. "Alright,

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and stubborn, a

charming approach, which Zoey could never master, leaving

he asked, raising an eyebrow at

told him bluntly, "You wish. Do I look like I have that kind of time? The Boltons' cook

girl. I don't

was grumbling, but he started

ate, I wandered around his office, casually inspecting

off," he admitted without hesitation. He probably knew I could verify his words if

Given they

him, I doubted the attempts would stop at

might already be hidden cameras in his office,

move.

me as I poked

business, you can start at one of the branch. offices. If I ever decide to

as if I care," I replied,

of gold, waiting for its value to skyrocket. Why would I bother to work hard? Bill, however, had grown to understand my quirks and no longer treated me as rigidly as he had

finished eating quickly-true to his workaholic nature-and waved

look over this

for Eastburgh. I recognized the area. Before my so-called death, I'd heard that it was set to become the

a desolate suburb was about to undergo a

very lot I'd once submitted a bid for. "Well, it turns out you are the one who won

felt a pang of nostalgia. If I hadn't died, would Luke have won the bid

the matter?" Bill asked, sensing

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through the pages. Gardner Group's plan was to build office buildings and a commercial district. If the area developed as

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