Billionaire Is 290

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.

food I had brought, setting it neatly on the table. "Why not let

She's great at enjoying life- parties, food, and fun. But business? Not a chance. And now she's involved with Ashley. The sudden interest in

me a sharp look and chided, "That's no way to talk to your father.

a grin. "Alright, elder, eat up. I brought

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was easy enough to figure out-straightforward and stubborn, a classic

soft, charming approach, which Zoey could never master,

really make this yourself?" he

him bluntly, "You wish. Do I look like I have that kind of time? The Boltons' cook made it. Relax, I'm not about to

girl. I don't know where you got that

was grumbling, but

his office, casually inspecting the place. "Has that woman

He probably knew I could verify his words if I wanted

Given they

to kill him, I doubted the attempts

cameras in his office, carefully placed to monitor

move.

poked around,

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

as if I care," I

fortune, I could literally sleep in the bed of gold, waiting for its value to skyrocket. Why would I bother

finished eating quickly-true to his workaholic nature-and

look over this

a development plan for Eastburgh. I recognized the area. Before my so-called death, I'd heard that it was

suburb was about to undergo a transformation, with tycoons scrambling to snatch up land

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

pang of nostalgia. If I hadn't died, would Luke have won

Bill

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