My Fabulous Girl Boss

Chapter 703 "I... I was wrong, Mr. Yarde! Please forgive me!” Tristan was so scared that he wethis pants as he bowed down to Kayson profusely.

to waste. "I'm tired. I'm heading upstairs to sleep." Kayson was stunned for a moment before he answered," Ah." He was feeling rather hungry for real. "The pasta is still warm... Did she have dinner after nine?” Kayson was suspicious but did not put much thought into it. He heated the food up before he ate it. Just as Kayson got up, Melvin arrived at the Millers' residence as well. He found Falon at once and told him about tonight's incident with a solemn expression. Falon's expression was not very pleasant either, as he could not stand the bug from Clouspring anymore. "You did well, Melvin. Kayson is extremely arrogant, and I heard that he beat up Paxton during Royce Shore's party." Melvin's pupils constricted in shock, and he said, “ Paxton? The fifth heir of the Osborns?" Falon nodded. "That's right. Hence, it would be best not to provoke him in the meantime. I have yet to find out about Paxton's situation..." Melvin was rather displeased. “The boy is truly supercilious and has no respect for our family... Tristan is a fool as well. Why would he offend Kayson for no reason?!" Falon frowned deeply. "Tristan is just a nobody. Don't pay attention to him... Speaking of that, there's something that we must pay close attention to." “What is it?" Falon said, “Michael Whitman... has been relocated to Skyspring." Melvin's expression changed. "How can that be? We've isolated the Whilmans for so many years by constantly stopping the Whitmans from growing their status. How can he possibly relocate to Skyspring?" Falon shook his head. "I have no idea either... However, we must figure out a way to push back Michael." His gaze was rather solemn. "It's not good for our family to have Michael in Skyspring!” Melvin nodded in a haste. "We need to handle this indeed so he can't attempt to seek revenge on our family after harboring so much hatred for us." The next morning, Sadie headed downstairs after getting up and taking a glance at the clean pot. Her beautiful eyes glistened. She found that she was in a better mood all of a sudden, and the corner of her red, moist lips curled up unconsciously. Meanwhile, the sound of a door unlocking was heard, and her smile faded quickly. Kayson shut the door with breakfast in his hand and said, "You're up. Have some breakfast." Sadie said nonchalantly, "You