Davin waved his hand in front of Blake’s eyes.
Snapped out of his trance, Blake answered sluggishly, “The chubby one.”
“It’s Maya?”
A smile spread across Davin’s face. This little girl is adorable. She even treated me to shrimp crackers at the slum before. I have to reward her, so that she’ll continue describing our arrogant president with more creative words.
“What was Evan’s reaction at that time?”
Just as Davin was prying information out of Blake, they saw Nicole walking downstairs with her luggage while muttering in rage.
What’s going on? Is she leaving?
Davin raised his brows in shock while a mystified look appeared on Blake’s face. After exchanging glances, they hurriedly approached her.
“Ms. Lane, what are you doing?”
“I’m leaving.”
“Why?” Davin asked in doubt.
Nicole refused to tell him. “Ask your brother.” With that said, she walked away with her luggage.
Neither Blake nor Davin knew the root cause of her departure, thinking that it was about Maya and Nina’s kindergarten.
Davin was stunned for a split second, then he promptly advised her, “Don’t worry, Nicole. I’ll make the arrangements for Maya and Nina. I promise the two girls will start attending the Grant Kindergarten tomorrow, if not today. We can’t blame Evan, because he doesn’t know that Maya and Nina are…” They’re his daughter.
Before Davin finished talking, Nicole turned to glare at him. Her piercing gaze was full of warning and threat, and Davin bit his tongue right away.
Why is he talking about this in front of Blake? Is he trying to hint everyone who Maya and Nina’s dad is? That’ll definitely put me in a tight spot!
“My daughters are okay with attending regular kindergarten. There’s no need to transfer them anywhere else.”
“No, we’ll have to transfer them anyway. Please calm down…” Davin paused abruptly and peeked at Blake. “Go ahead and get back to work. I’ll talk to her.”
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