Wife by Day, Boss by Night by Thalia Quillspeak

Chapter 193

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Natalie sat in silence, obediently taking the seat opposite Herbert.

“Hey, Natalie, try this!” Nate beamed, sliding a plate of lemon poppy seed muffins toward Natalie. Brian had mentioned she had a sweet tooth.

It filled Nate’s heart with joy that Natalie had come downstairs in the morning and joined him for breakfast.

“Nate adores you, you know. He relies on you a lot,” Herbert said, spoon–feeding Nate a few bites of food before suddenly saying in a low voice.

Natalie glanced at Herbert. Growing up, he was the one person she truly feared because of his commanding presence and Brian’s deep respect for him. As a child, the sight of Herbert would send chills down her spine.

Herbert must have been past eighty by then, his hair a bit more silvered than before, but his demeanor seemed gentler.

“I like Nate, too,” she said after a brief silence.

“That’s good to hear,” Herbert said, his tone tinged with enigmatic amusement.

so after quietly eating a few bites, Natalie set down her utensils and said. “I’m full. I need to get to the

eating?” Herbert eyed her plate.

so she

set down his spoon, which clinked against the fine

nor harsh.

she had somehow breached his etiquette, and

carry a child

hold a knife, had stirred a hint of dissatisfaction in Herbert. His tone was firm, yet

lift two Nates without

said, “Mr. Morales, these pastries are high in sugar. One of them has as many calories

had a sweet tooth, they had prepared many sweet treats for

1/2

burrito,” he said to Natalie, his voice

fork and knife and

satisfied and

could put on her coat. Nate began squirming in Herbert’s arms, reaching out to