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."

she still won't eat, just give her the cake I asked you to

about food, sweets, pastries, and cakes? Was

turned around, his sharp gaze cutting straight through the executive's nosy curiosity.

desk and shot him a cold look. "Curious about

a sheepish laugh. "Oh, no, not at all! I was just... bored, so I happened to overhear. But, you know,

set his phone down on the desk and replied coolly, "Even if you did, it's fine. The woman I'm trying to pursue has low blood sugar and

Mr. Dane was... pursuing someone? The executive's eyes

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quickly shook his head. "My

low blood sugar

genuinely disappointed, his brow creasing slightly in frustration. "She's gotten so picky. I

had seriously fallen for this woman. But wasn't it just a month ago-during that business dinner—that he'd declared, loud and clear, "I

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