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."

just give her the cake

cakes? Was Mr. Dane planning

of a sudden, Ethan turned around, his sharp gaze cutting straight through the executive's nosy curiosity. The man stiffened

and shot him

was just... bored, so I happened to overhear. But, you

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 has fainted several times already. I need to take better care of her diet. Do you have any

The executive's eyes went wide, fike he'd

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a stunned pause, he quickly shook his head. "My

so low blood sugar is completely out of my

slightly in frustration. "She's gotten so picky. I don't know how

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

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