[Dad, I planned to celebrate your birthday last night, but you didn't come home.]
Jonas Thompson hastily sent a message explaining: [I had to work overtime at the company yesterday, too busy. I didn't even remember it was my birthday.]
Eve stared at her phone, smirking. She didn't reply but silently counted: "Five, four, three..."
As expected, Jonas sent another message: [However, I can't waste your good intentions. I'll take a day off to come home and have a meal in the next few days.]
Eve curled her lips. With Anthony's intervention, her father backed down. Not responding to the message seemed like a better approach to keep him on the hook.
At that moment, she heard footsteps from upstairs. Eve looked up and saw Anthony had taken a shower and changed into a well-cut, high-quality pure black suit. His dignified and elegant demeanor exuded as he walked downstairs at a comfortable pace.
