Yvonne arrived at her father's place, carrying the roast duck with her. As soon as she stepped into the living room, a servant quickly approached her. "Ms. Carter, you're here." "Where's my dad?" Yvonne asked.

The servant smiled and replied, "Mr. Carter is upstairs. He's still busy with some work, and asked me to look after you for now. Please, Ms. Carter, have a seat in the living room." Yvonne handed over the packaged roast duck. "This is the roast duck I bought for him. It seems to have cooled down a bit, so please heat it up."

"Of course, Ms. Carter. Please make yourself comfortable in the living room."

"No need," Yvonne said. "I'll go upstairs and find my dad to see what he's busy with."

Just as Yvonne was about to head upstairs, the servant suddenly stopped her. "Wait a moment, Ms. Carter."

"What's the matter?" Yvonne asked, feeling puzzled. "Why are you stopping me?"

"Mr. Carter is busy upstairs. He said he wants to finish his work quickly, so it's best not to disturb him. He'll be down in a little while," the servant explained.

to check on him and keep

looking troubled. "Ms. Carter, it's better if you don't disturb Mr. Carter. Otherwise,

company while he works. Why

father was busy with that was so secretive. They were family, after all. What could be so confidential

the servant was feeling conflicted, Geoffrey walked down the stairs. He was dressed in a neatly pressed gray

just taken a shower. This attire made

a shower?" Yvonne asked, noticing the

"I was feeling a bit tired from working and started sweating, so I took

working? You look

he had gained made it all worthwhile, even if it left him dooking

marks on her father's neck. She furrowed

glanced upstairs before saying, "Dad, I

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