"You think I'm a child?" Frank inquired sarcastically. He was no longer pretending. The lunch boxes Kara chose did offend him. They reminded him of the boy who made him "irrational" last night.
"Sorry, Sir. I haven't had time to buy a special lunch box for you. So, I was forced to ... borrow them from my neighbor.”
Avoiding further discussion about the cute illustration, Kara rushed to take one box. Just then, her finger touched the label. In an instant, she froze and her eyes widened.
‘Gosh! How could I forget? What if this Perverted Demon sees the twins’ names?’
Swallowing hard, Kara tried to break the tension. She opened the box and showed the contents to the CEO. Very carefully, she tried to pick off the label with her nail.
“Why are you scratching the box?”
Kara's heart almost j
