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.

Natalie set

eating?” Herbert eyed her

she had purposely eaten

which clinked against the fine porcelain bowl, a

nor harsh.

had somehow breached his etiquette,

just nibble on little things if you need to look good on camera. You can’t carry a child at

too frail to hold a knife, had stirred a hint of dissatisfaction in Herbert. His tone was firm, yet Natalie could

lift two Nates without breaking a sweat.

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

the table. Since Nate had a sweet

1/2

he said to Natalie, his

fork and knife

watching her finish. Herbert seemed satisfied and said, “You can

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