After ending the call, both Abigail and Langston turned their gaze toward Dorothy.

"Mommy, is Daddy coming over soon?"

"Yes, he is."

Dorothy reached out to gently touch her daughter's hair.

Langston, standing aside, made a face. "Mommy, do you hate Daddy? Why were you so harsh on the phone with him?"

He was almost scared by her tone.

"Yes, I hate him."

Dorothy sighed deeply. "Let's head home."

When Everett arrived, Dorothy was busy in the kitchen preparing dinner.

She finished making dishes for Abigail and Langston before starting on her own.

Noticing his figure, Dorothy paused for a moment, then spoke up, "Wait in the dining room."

Everett half expected her to start questioning him the moment he walked in.

But now, she was actually asking him to wait for dinner... Was this... an invitation to stay for the meal?

"I'll help you."

a hand to

stopped him with a raised hand, keeping a distance between them, "I told you to sit down. If you don't want

Seeing her seriousness, he didn't dare to say more. Even as a CEO, he felt like a scolded child at this moment, nodding and quietly retreating from

voice to ask Langston,

like this since she picked

Did she say anything to

could reply, Abigail quickly

said she hates

lips twitched slightly, his brows

Quincy had said to her? At this point, Quincy should have given her

he know what the two women had talked

was that Dorothy was acting

she truly hated him, she wouldn't want to see

make Mommy angry! She's really scary when

out of the so he

a tray and immediately got up to help, "What would you like? I can cook something

down, I've got everything

had whipped up several

weren't Abigail and Langston's

food, felt a

"Sort of."

chopsticks and a bowl in front

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