Not long after, Sebastian Richards showed up at the doorway.
He glanced at Ryan Richards, voice calm and flat, "What did I say before? Losing your cool already? Showing your cards this early? That's business suicide."
Ryan nodded seriously. "Got it, Dad. Won't happen again."
He was only eight, but already had that little elite aura. Clear sign of how strict Sebastian had been raising him.
Meanwhile, Isabella was still snuggled in her brother’s arms.
The tiny girl looked at her brother with her big eyes, then reached out toward her dad. The moment Sebastian extended his arms, she was already sitting on his arm, cupping his face and giving him a noisy kiss.
Sebastian instantly melted, letting his buttoned-up little businessman son off the hook—for now.
Chloe whispered
