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 I asked you to

food, sweets, pastries, and cakes? Was Mr. Dane

a sudden, Ethan turned around, his sharp gaze cutting straight through the executive's nosy curiosity. The man stiffened in an instant, his spine snapping straight

desk and shot him a cold look. "Curious about

bored, so I happened to overhear.

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

was... pursuing someone? The executive's eyes went wide,

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After a stunned pause, he quickly shook his head. "My whole family's struggling with

blood sugar is completely out of

brow creasing slightly in frustration. "She's gotten so

way he said that... Goodness, Mr. Dane 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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