Life at the Top

“Jasper’s back?” Dawson asked as he watched his daughter snoop around.

Wendy immediately tried to act natural and nodded, “Yeah. It was dawn when he returned, though.”

“This little brat. I’ll talk to him later, it’s no good screwing your body over just for work,” Dawson said.

“Weren’t you the same when you were young?” Wendy shot back.

Long used to his daughter taking Jasper’s side, Dawson stretched his neck to look at the room door behind Wendy and asked, “Did Jasper sleep in your room last night?”

Wendy immediately flushed and said embarrassedly, “Stop. What’s with all these questions? I told you he only got back at daybreak. He fell asleep the moment he came back, so what was I supposed to do? Pull him to his room?”

“Fair point. You’d never have the heart to do that,” Dawson teased with a playful chuckle.

“You are so annoying–I’m going to work!” Wendy quickly fled with her purse swinging behind her.

brat. He’s finally stopped being

when he looked at

chubby grandchild’s

then, Tiffany’s voice rang out

Big Sis Schuler, you haven’t

of porridge when he awakes, and he only eats it with the Black River pickles; He’ll throw a tantrum if it’s anything else. We have it

speechless when he

her dad likes to

Wendy’s room, Wayne and Jose

in the hotel as he watched Jose pace frustratedly in front of him. Jose would reprimand him from time to time as he paced, and Wayne found himself

at, Mr. Marlon? I’m not kidding here. We’re going to be in a lot

chair and sat by the bed before

his understanding of e-commerce is beyond our imagination, but he’s too naive. There’s no way the plan can be

we ourselves are going in completely blind, so how can he be so confident