The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

Chapter 789

Dalton, his usual playful self, decided to explore and, in doing so, got a firm grip on Zach’s hair.

Zach’s stern voice rang out, “Stop moving around.”

The project director froze. The entire room remained silent, heads bowed, and no one dared to utter a word.

Zach, known for his rigorous and demanding nature, was infamous for terminating employees on the spot.

Dalton did not stop. It was an uncommon sight to witness the typically serious and professional Zach in such a humorous predicament. But the room’s atmosphere was so tense that most individuals remained glued to their notes, unwilling to even glance at this lighthearted moment.

Upon noticing the silence in the conference room, Zach frowned, “Continued!”

Dalton, apparently influenced by Zach’s tone, was about to burst into tears. Zach, reacting swiftly, passed the child to Kevin, who stood nearby.

Now carrying a wailing toddler, Kevin had no idea how to soothe him. Their exit from the conference room was followed by immediate cries from Dalton.

moved away from the conference room, he happened to overhear a conversation coming from the secretary’s office pantry. A few colleagues

with the CEO? Could it be… an illegitimate child? Mr. Jardin just recently married that girl from the Young family, right? If they had a child,

tend to have affairs/ But I have to admit, in all my years working at the company,

to the

looked surprisingly handsome when he was holding that child. He’s such a sight to behold. I never expected someone as cold as Mr. Jardin to have such a

couldn’t

preparing coffee to the side. She then exclaimed, “Blake Dion, what on earth is taking

shouldn’t be this difficult.”

responded, “It’s almost done, Susan. It’ll be ready soon. I’ll be

balance, and all

pain from those

You can’t even manage to hold a tray of coffee properly. What kind

Tens of thousands of dollars!

“I’m really sorry. It was an accident. I just cleaned the floor today, and it’s quite slippery. That’s why I lost

rolled her eyes, “I won’t demand compensation for my thirty- thousand-dollar outfit. Instead, I have a better idea. Get over here and clean my high heels with your tongue,