Sean asked doubtfully, “Aren’t you fighting with Wanda?”
Carlisle was momentarily quiet before replying honestly, “Wanda’s brother and father are against our rtionship. So, we can only pretend to be strangers at school.”Original from N?velDrama.Org.
Sean was displeased.
“Do they look down on you?”
Daniel snickered.
“Do
<b>you</b>
still have to ask that question? They definitely don’t think much of Carl. What, <b>you </b>want to help him vent his anger?”
<b>Sean’s </b>tone was cold as he retorted, “Wanda’s mother is brilliant. What right does her father and brother have to show off before Carl? After all, Wanda’s aunt approves of Carl, right?”
Daniel smirked.
“You still don’t know who Wanda’s father is, right?<b>”</b>
Sean felt uneasy..
“Who is he?”
“Shein Thompson.”
Daniel smiled faintly.
“Oh gosh…”
Sean fell backward along with his chair. But Francis used his foot to support the back of the chair while
Carlisle helped to stabilize Sean.
Sean gulped.
“A few days ago, I spected if Wanda is Shein’s daughter with Lily. Who knew it would be true? Wanda
has been too secretive. Even Lily isn’t aware of her true identity!”
After speaking, he gazed at Carlisle sympathetically and said thoughtfully, “Carl, you really are under a lot
of pressure!”
Wanda’s father was Shein. Shania was Windex Corporation’s CEO. Then, Josie must be just as brilliant.
Sean thought no one would understand the pressure Carl was dealing with.
Carl burst intoughter.
“When there’s pressure, there’s motivation. You two must keep this a secret!”
After that, he turned to look at Daniel and said solemnly. “Especially you. If you leak this secret, I will no longer be your friend!”
<b>Daniel </b>nodded solemnly, vowing earnestly, “I will keep my lips sealed. Otherwise, I’ll cut off my own
tongue.”
Sean grinned.
“There’s nothing left for me to say, right? I know how to keep secrets!”
“Like father, like son!” Carlisle teased with a <b>smirk</b>.
He had known Sean for many years. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he understood Sean better than Ryan did.
Sean rolled his eyes.
“How great would it be if I had you as my father? I would happily be a second–generation rich kid!”
They chatted for half an hour. Then, Diego Hammond, a man wearing sses in his 30s, walked over with
a smile.
“May I know who Mr. Carlisle Zahn is?”
He wore a white shirt and suit pants. He even held a folder in his hands.
“I am,” Carlisle answered while standing up.
Diego politely extended his right hand.
“Hello, Mr. Zahn. Ms. Warbane has arranged for me to be your designer!”
“Nice to meet you.”
Carlisle beamed while shaking hands with Diego.
Daniel and Sean obediently stood up to offer him a seat.
Carlisle gestured with his hand.
“Please take a seat!”
“Mr. Zahn, you go first.”
Diego did not seem surprised or show disdain toward Carlisle for his young age. He mirrored Carlisle’s
movements for him to sit.
Carlisle did not insist any further and sat first.
Diego sat on the chair beside him and turned to thank Daniel and Sean.
“You’re wee.”
Sean took a paper cup, intending to pour some tea for him.
Diego hastily epted the paper cup from Sean’s hands and said, “I can help myself!”
<b>Sean </b>smiled helplessly before looking for another chair to sit on.
Diego had finished pouring his tea but did not drink it immediately.
He pushed the folder before Carlisle and spoke warmly, “Mr. Zahn, my name is Diego Hammond. I am the nning director of Elegant Space Corporation. Here is the renovation n I’vee up with for the 18th and 19th floors.
“Feel free to take <b>a </b>look. If you have any amendments to <b>suggest</b><b>, </b>please let me know. If <b>you </b>are unsatisfied with this renovation n, you may suggest your own ideas. I’ll redesign ordingly!<i>”</i>