Mark walked toward us with a kind smile on his face and his hands behind his back. Suddenly, I was at a loss for what to do. It was bad to talk about people behind their backs, and I was caught in the act.

 

“You’re here,” I mumbled without calling him Dad. That form of address was still too difficult for me.

 

“Mr. Goldstein.” Christopher stood beside me.

and glanced sideways at Christopher. His eyes were cold, and I could feel an invisible pressure exuding from his body as if he would get angry

step back. If Mark was angry, I could not let him vent his anger

into Mark’s eyes. Neither of them moved. Abruptly, I felt nervous because if there were any conflicts between them, the

Mark burst out in laughter and remarked, “As

Mr. Goldstein.” Christopher was still standing beside me, and a faint smile appeared on his

 

there aren’t many young people who can carry themselves well like you. Most of them are impetuous.” Touching his chin, Mark pulled me to his side satisfyingly and said proudly, “As expected of my daughter. You’ve

had heard more compliments than I

today isn’t a good time to chat. Let’s find a time and have a good talk,”

 

ask you too,” replied Christopher. The next moment, he asked casually, “Why didn’t I see Wesley? As your competent assistant, I can’t

Since he’s in charge of many of my businesses, he doesn’t have time

out of the blue. After the previous incident, although I was aware that Mark knew about it, we avoided the topic subconsciously because with my

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