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.

little brat. He’s finally stopped being so

elated when he looked at the closed

grandchild’s on the

Tiffany’s voice rang out from

Schuler, you haven’t

hot porridge? Jasp’s back and he’s still sleeping, but he likes to have a bowl of porridge when he awakes, and he only eats it

was speechless when he heard

forgotten what her dad likes to eat

away in Wendy’s room,

in front of him. Jose would reprimand him from time to time as

kidding here. We’re going to be in a lot of trouble if Softwin gets wind of what went on

sat by

is beyond our

strategies, but they’re extremely different. Even we ourselves are going in completely blind,