Love At The Right Price

Chapter 39

“His actions are redundant, so there’s no need to care about him.” Frank sat calmly on his work chair as his fingers moved deftly across his keyboard.

As for Harold, being a mere subordinate, he had nothing else to comment about the situation upon seeing his boss being so composed about it.

At 5 PM, Frank stood up right on the dot, and he looked as if he was going to get off from work on time.

Meanwhile, Harold, who was generally quite nosy, noticed that Frank seemed to be knocking off from work on time quite frequently lately. His curiosity was further piqued and he murmured, “Boss, recently, you seem to be knocking off work quite early every day. This is quite unlike your usual behavior.” Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

In the past, Frank would usually stay back at the company to work overtime until the wee hours of the morning. However, he seemed to have suddenly taken a turn and became a home person.

“I want to have dinner with my son.” Frank’s response came quite naturally to him. Despite him maintaining an impassive look, he couldn’t quite contain the smugness in his voice.

“Are you mainly there for your son, or for your wife?” Harold couldn’t help teasing Frank, “I reckon that you just don’t want Mrs. Holt to wait for too long, right?”

“Are you quite bored at work lately? Would you like to go for a holiday in the Western District?” Frank’s expression suddenly darkened and the coldness that he exuded caused one to keep their distance.

At that point, Harold sensed Frank’s menacing aura, and the former suddenly regretted his prior words. With a slightly abashed smile, he mentioned, “I’m quite busy actually. I have a lot on my plate. You should get off work now. I still need to finish off some work.”

Recently, Frank had mellowed a lot, so Harold had nearly forgotten that his higher up had a bad temper.

Harold gulped hard and quickly sent Frank off.

Ever since Frank moved into Springvale Place, he had not retained the services of his driver, and he had been driving himself around in his shabby little Mercedes-Benz.

However, the housekeeper, Rita, had taken sick leave today, so Frank was tasked to pick Tim up after school.

This was a rare moment for the father and son duo to have some alone time.

Presently, Tim sat in the front passenger seat with a solemn expression and he remained silent the whole time.

Frank’s expression was quite similar but in fact, the look on his face was much colder.

Although there was a huge age gap between the two, they were very similar to each other from inside out, be it their aura or their looks.

“What’s wrong?” Frank voiced out upon noticing that Tim seemed slightly upset.

In response, Tim massaged his temples and revealed a frustrated look. “The girls at the kindergarten keep crowding around me, and the teachers seem to think that I’m unable to take care of myself too.” The things that they teach such as singing, dancing, and drawing are so simple. I’m so bored over there!”

At that point, Frank shot Tim a contemplative look. The former realized that the latter had a high

intelligence level but at home, he seemed to always behave like a silly kid and he always stuck to his mother. That was why Frank did not expect the boy to be so intelligent.

Just then, Frank curled his lips slightly and thought, Well, it makes sense, though. He’s my son so surely he will be extraordinary! At the thought of that, Frank couldn’t help feeling quite smug. He turned the steering wheel halfway before turning the car back. “Since that’s the case, then I’ll arrange for you to transfer to another school, but you must keep the things that you learn from the new school a secret from your mommy.”

“Secret? I thought that Mom put me in the best kindergarten in Northport?” Tim lifted his brows and stared at Frank contemplatively.

However, Frank merely curved his lips into a smile and he focused on driving without saying another word.

Tim was able to comprehend his father’s underlying meaning, so he didn’t speak either. After quite some time, however, he couldn’t contain himself and he asked, “Dad, will you always be my dad?”

“Of course!” Frank didn’t expect Tim to ask such a question and he felt slightly perplexed.

Tim nodded and spoke up. “I’ve always just had Mom by my side from the moment I was born and ever since I can remember, she would always jerk awake from her nightmares. Then, she would hug me tightly in her arms. I can always sense her despair and insecurities. She has a deep scar on her back. Furthermore, she faced a lot of troubles while bringing me up by herself.”

Frank suddenly pulled over to the side of the road and came to a stop as he waited for Tim to finish his story.