Chapter 700

“Max, are you heading home?” Annie asked her eyes gleaming with a subtle light as she stood behind Patrick and Max

Patrick, observing Max’s slightly flushed cheeks and the drunken warmth in his eyes, knew that any more work at the office was out of the question tonight. Despite not being completely wasted, Max definitely needed some rest.

Annie, ever so considerate, slung her purse over her shoulder and stepped aside to hail a cab.

“Patrick, why don’t you take the boss home to sleep it off? I’ll grab a cab back. After you drop him off, remember to fix him some food for the hangover,” she said, turning to leave.

Patrick was pleased with her initiative. He opened the passenger door of the car so Max could climb in.

head, rushed over to pick it up. It was an orange that had rolled right to Max’s feet. He bent down to pick it up and handed it to her. The girl, barely reaching above his knee, looked up at him with big,

he grabbed her by the throat, demanding to know if she had a death wish. Those same pure, pained, yet defiant eyes met his gaze. That kind of look had a way of disarming him, even to the extent of making him want to gift her the world the should she

with careful hands, blinked her watery eyes, and then ran back to a man not far away, hugging his knees tightly. “Daddy, Daddy, I saw an

her on his shoulders. “Really?”

is so

the window. The man hoisted her up, twirling her around, and the girl laughed and pointed ahead, prompting him to charge

a daughter, she’d probably be just

gaze away.

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