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“Darling, aren’t you eating?” Boonie asked in her soft voice. Her hand also touched Sebastian’s arm, moving her seat closer to him. She didn’t care if they suddenly became the center of attention. What she wanted was for Irene to look their way. Luckily, the event she was working on two weeks from now was in Jakarta. She also knew Sebastian’s workplace and his apartment. Don’t blame Boonie’s ability to find out about the handsome boss who drove her crazy. For the first time, she felt like she wanted to possess Sebastian. More than just a bed partner. Was it because Irene was by Sebastian’s side?
Ck! Boonie wouldn’t lose to that naive girl. No way.
“Yes,” Sebastian brushed off their linked hands. “Let’s eat first.”
“Do you have another meeting, My Dear?” Boonie smiled charmingly.
“Yes,” Sebastian stirred his food without appetite. “You go ahead and eat, Bonnie. I want to make sure my daughter eats first.” He shifted his chair.
Boonie’s sudden appearance made him furrow his brow. When was the last time they had any contact? He thought it was on his last day in District Gang. After that, they never communicated again. He had also deleted all their chat history. For Sebastian, he didn’t like keeping in touch with women who were only temporary companions. How did Boonie know his office location? “Darling?” Boonie looked surprised. She stared at Sebastian in disbelief.
Her determination during her time in Jakarta was to make Sebastian fall at her feet. It didn’t matter how. After all, her body was attractive, right? No one could resist her. This cool-looking man in a navy blazer also praised all their lovemaking styles. Although there was one thing that bothered her since earlier.
The presence of the child who had been giving her disapproving looks since the beginning. Even though Boonie had tried to be friendly, you know. Although she was surprised to be introduced as Sebastian’s child. Was Sebastian already married before? Or should she ask Irene? Ah… that seemed like a good idea. Besides, Boonie was confident that Irene would talk. It was easy to intimidate Irene, in her opinion.
Just like in the past.
Plus, Irene’s eyes seemed afraid to meet hers, right? Boonie smiled with satisfaction at this thought. Without shame, she brought her plate over. Her steps led her to the table where Sebastian sat with the child who was still giving her a sarcastic look. Irene also approached them. As if she could just leave her alone.
“I’ll join you here, okay?”
Irene, who was about to sit in her previous spot, suddenly backed off. Luckily, she didn’t drop the crispy fried shrimp for Bella from her hands. Irene muttered softly because of this strange woman’s actions.
“Oops! Sorry. Didn’t see you there, Miss.” Boonie waved gently. She didn’t want to move to another seat. “Miss, could you fetch a plate for Mr. Sebastian? So we can eat together.”
“Who asked you, Weird Auntie, to be here?” Bella asked, resting her chin on her hand. Her eyes showed no fear as she faced the woman she considered crazy. Just by her appearance, she already looked so tacky. In the past, the only person she had a grudge against was Blondie. But since they hadn’t met in a long time, that animosity had disappeared. In Bella’s eyes, even though Blondie’s hair was strikingly noticeable, she wasn’t as tacky as the woman sitting in the middle of them.
Great! Bella had a new enemy. Especially since this woman was so rude to dismiss Irene like that.
“I want to eat together, right?” Boonie smiled broadly. “What do you like? Auntie will get it for you.”
“I like Auntie to leave here.”
Boonie blinked slowly but then regained control of her lips, trying to be patient. “But Auntie was asked to accompany Mr. Sebastian to eat with you.”
“Did Daddy say so?” Bella looked at Sebastian with her sharp eyes. “As far as I know, we want to eat as a family of three. Auntie is an outsider. Besides, there’s no invitation for Auntie.”
Boonie still smiled. “Miss, why are you just standing there? Get a plate for Mr. Sebastian.”
“Don’t order Irene!” Bella glared. “Irene is not a servant. Get it yourself.”
“That’s enough.” Sebastian intervened. “Continue with your meal.”
“Did Daddy intentionally invite this Weird Auntie?” Bella wouldn’t easily follow Sebastian’s words. “Irene, sit next to Daddy.”
“Eat first, Bella. Auntie will get a plate for Daddy first.”
“No need, Irene. You just sit. Keep eating. Let me get the plate myself.” Sebastian moved a chair for Irene. “You sit here, keep eating.”
“Okay, Sir.” Irene chose to comply. Her eyes signaled to Bella not to speak up anymore. “This is your order, Bella.” She handed over the plate of warm fried shrimp. “Eat.”
“Yes.” Bella forced a smile. Even though their dining table was big enough for four people, Bella didn’t want to be with a new person who was impolite. What should she do to get rid of this woman? “What time will Daddy come home tonight?” Bella, who still didn’t want to lower her disapproving gaze at Boonie, asked.
“As usual, why do you ask?” Sebastian looked at Bella with surprise. “It’s rare for you to ask.”
“I’ll just wait for Daddy to come home, okay?”
“Aren’t you tired? You have a lot of homework, right?” Sebastian moved his bowl of soup, the dish he ordered. “Try it, you’ll like it.”
“I’m bored, Daddy. We have soup at school. I told Irene, so she ordered fried shrimp. What if it had fallen earlier?”
Sebastian smiled broadly. “But it didn’t, right?”
Bella pouted. “I don’t feel like talking to Daddy. I’ll just be with Irene.”
Sebastian laughed. His eyes then focused on the bespectacled girl eating silently. “What are you eating?” Sebastian’s question seemed to startle the girl. She even choked a little. Quickly, Sebastian slid his drink glass. “Why, Irene? Does everything you eat make you choke? Can’t you eat slowly?” Sebastian asked with a displeased expression.
After freeing herself from the sudden discomfort in her throat, Irene desperately wanted to retort but couldn’t. All she could say was, “Grilled fish, maybe because of the seasoning I ate earlier, it made me choke.”
“Be careful, okay?”
Irene just nodded.
“You should try the mushroom soup at Amaris, Irene. According to me, it’s the most delicious.”
Once again, Irene nodded.
“Should I order for you?”
