At that moment, all her dignity, pride, and self-respect were completely crushed.
Her face turned a fiery crimson as she knelt before the very person she once looked down upon.
If she could turn back time, she would never have dared to provoke Christopher!
But alas, there's no use crying over spilled milk.
"Hmm, you did well calling me that," Christopher chuckled. "From now on, whenever you see me, you must address me like this, understood?"
"Un...understood!" Megan nodded vigorously, her head bobbing like a chicken pecking at grain.
"Also, keep this under wraps when you leave. I don't want Mia to know my identity," Christopher said, looking down at her. "Do you remember?"
"I...I remember." Megan looked up at Christopher and said, "Dad, don't worry, I'll keep this secret locked away
