Enna was dragged inside by him, and as soon as she entered, she saw the dishes on the dining table.
Just as Baron Lawrence had said, the food was no longer steaming hot, but it was untouched. Her heart ached a little and she regretted going to the charity dinner that night.
"Good, I'm hungry too."
"Then I'll have Uncle Harris warm it up for us," said Bobby cheerfully.
Enna was about to say that she would do it when she saw the man who followed them in with a cold face walk past them and head towards the study...
Click, the door to the study closed.
Bobby blinked belatedly, tugging at Enna's arm and whispering, "What's wrong with Dubious Man?"
"...I don't know." She really didn't know what he was upset about; if she did, she would have placated him earlier. Enna squatted down, hugged Bobby's waist, and tried to negotiate with him, "Baby, after I reheat the food, will you call your dad to have dinner with us?"
