“What are you busy with?” Lupine complained. “Lindberg Corporation isn’t fighting against you nowadays; Nacht Group is monopolizing the corporate world. What could you possibly be busy with?”
“It’s true that everything’s going fine in the company, but…”
At that point, Ben realized what Lupine was doing. If not for his wary nature, he would have let the secret slip without noticing.
“But what?”
“I’m Mr. Nacht’s right-hand man. I have to do everything myself. Naturally, I won’t have a lot of free time,” Ben said with a smile. “Nevertheless, I can still come out here once in a while.”
“Oh, all right.” Lupine realized that her plan had failed, so she decided to change her strategies. “There’s something in your hair.”
“What?” Before Ben could react, Lupine had reached out toward the top of his head, causing him to stiffen up.
Her fingers gently combed his hair, seemingly casual but affectionately. His heart began thumping loudly.
“It’s a leaf!” Lupine took out a dried leaf from his head and chuckled. “Were you at a forest? How did the leaf get into your hair?”
“Oh. Maybe it was from earlier, when I was under the tree.”
Ben was so nervous to the point his face was as red as a tomato, and he was almost hyperventilating.
“By the way, did you skip dinner tonight?” Lupine took out a small bag of something from her pocket. “I made these green pea tartlets myself. Have a try.”
You made these?” Ben took them and placed one in his mouth. Its sweetness reached all the way into his heart. “This is delicious!”
“I’m glad you like them. I’ll get you more tomorrow.” Lupine giggled. “Robbie, Jamie, Ellie, and the three other little ones like them too. The three little ones, especially. They’re always pestering me to make more for them.”
“Haha! The kids are adorable.” Ben beamed.
“You like them too, right?” Lupine asked in a merry tone. “Ms. Lindberg was worried that Mr. Nacht wouldn’t like the three little ones, but it seems like they’re getting along with each other. I’m sure Ms. Lindberg will be relieved.”
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