Chapter 102

Josephine had barely reached the top of the stairs when the nutritionist, frowning slightly, picked up her phone and called Ethan. "Mr. Dane, I prepared a nutritious meal, but she refused to eat a single bite."

Ethan stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, phone in hand, listening quietly. Behind him, a middle-aged executive in a crisp suit stood stiffly by the desk, head lowered -though his ears were clearly tuned into every word.

"What did you make?"

"Didn't I tell you not to make Western food?"

"If a salad is Western food, what isn't?"

"Focus on taste first, nutrition second. No matter how healthy it is, if she can't stomach it, it's pointless."

"Remake it. Keep the flavors sweet and mildly spicy. you can add more sugar- she has a sweet tooth. If she doesn't want bread, make some starchy pastries instead."

still won't eat, just give her the cake I

they talking about food, sweets, pastries, and cakes? Was Mr. Dane planning

his sharp gaze cutting straight through the executive's nosy curiosity. The man

and shot

bored, so

fine. The woman I'm trying to pursue has low blood sugar and has fainted several times already. I need to take better care

pursuing someone? The executive's eyes went

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pause, he quickly shook his head. "My whole

crash diets, so low blood sugar is completely out of my

his brow creasing slightly in frustration. "She's gotten so picky. I don't know how she ended

But wasn't it just a month ago-during that business dinner—that he'd declared, loud and clear, "I have zero interest in

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