"Dad!" Olivia Foster's face turned red, and her tone was slightly coquettish as she chided.
Steve Burton squinted his eyes and smiled. His demeanor became even more relaxed and natural. He picked up his teacup and slowly took a sip of tea: "With Uncle Foster's considerable wealth, whoever Olivia marries will surely be from an outstanding background. They wouldn't mind the relatively small amount of money she spends, would they?"
Steve kept calling Olivia by her nickname, causing her face to flush with embarrassment.
Mr. Foster was delighted by Steve's affectionate address and happily poured a cup of tea for him, saying, "While that may be true, we must not indulge this child too much. Otherwise, how will she manage a household in the future? She still needs to be disciplined."
Steve's lips curled, but he didn't respond to this comment.
Mr. Foster then picked up the signing pen and flipped to the signature page of the contract. In the signature field, he wrote down his name.
