บททั้งหมดของ Seducing My Daddy's Friend: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

Daphne's POVIt's been a busy day! After making reports and checking the work that has been redone, I now have to go back and forth to deliver Max's files because he always makes the wrong reports, and our manager doesn't want to know. He keeps pressuring me to get the report done today. It's Max's job, but I'm the one who's bothered by it. "You deliver it yourself, Max. I'm tired." I grunted in annoyance every time I returned Max's work. Max just stares at me from behind his square glasses. He didn't think I was mad at him for being a pain in the ass. "What's wrong with you? Why are you so unfocused like this? I've delivered your file three times, and it's always wrong. Are you on drugs right now?" I was so upset that I accused Max. Max shrugged. He focused on his computer screen and told me to wait a minute. "Five more minutes," he said casually. "Anyway, this is the last time for today, Max. I'm tired. Did you see how my shoes looked today?" I showed him my expensive heels that

Daphne's POV"Don't let my father know about our relationship, Asher. I'm not ready to explain to him!" I felt nervous after the call went off. After hearing that my father was coming to the office today to see me and Asher, I could no longer think clearly. Asher put his hand on my shoulder. "Hey, calm down." Asher made me stop panicking. I started to calm down a bit and tried to catch my breath and control myself. "Your father said he wants to meet us at a cafe nearby. In skytown. Do you know the place?" I nodded and felt relieved. I didn't listen to what Asher and my father talked about on the phone other than imagining his reaction, which made me feel scared. "I'm honestly scared, too, Daphne. I'm afraid your father will disapprove and tell you to stay away from me." Asher expressed his anxiety. He looked at me, and I felt the fear in his eyes. "I'm afraid of losing you, Daphne. I'm not ready to part with you. You mean so much to me, and I love you.""Oh, Asher. I don't want to

Daphne's POVI stayed in the park until the sun went down. I didn't want to go home. My feelings were so messed up. It felt like I'd been sidelined after a long period of hope and had become worthless.I hated my father. I hated his betrayal of my late mother. For him, love must have been something he could quickly get. I didn't realize the father I admired for his loyalty had betrayed me.My phone kept vibrating. I just glanced at it. Father wasn't looking for me at all. It was his Asher who had tried to contact me dozens of times. I chose to turn off the phone. I just wanted to be alone.It's very dark now. I guessed it was almost half past eight at night. No one else was in the park except for a drunk man staggering around with a beer in his hand. The man stopped and looked at me momentarily, but I gave him a sharp look, and he quickly walked away.Someone hugged me from behind, making me reflexively turn around and hit him with my handbag made of crocodile skin."It's me!" Asher e

Daphne's POVI rolled around on the bed. Doing nothing all day slowed time and made me feel like I was dying of boredom. I didn't know what else to do after going on strike for sulking at my father.Asher hadn't contacted me until this afternoon either, and I didn't want to contact him first. It was better to wait than to lower my self-esteem by calling him. I didn't want Asher to think of me as the guilty party first. A car sounded, and I peeked behind the curtains. My father had already left. He was a heartless father. Then I realized I had grown up and no longer depended on my father, so he felt lonely. I suddenly felt uncomfortable. I realized something.Father was always happy to have me by his side, and the older I got, the more I distanced myself. I created distance. Asked him not to interfere in my personal affairs anymore. Oh god, I regret it so much now.The door to my room opened. I turned around quickly, my body trembling in fear. I had locked it from the inside, and now.

Daphne's PoV"Isn't this all too much?" I asked the makeup artist who was doing my hair. She was the one who provided everything. She had been flown in from France for this special occasion. I see myself in a diamond necklace and a night-blue dress that shows off all my curves. On my hands were bracelets of African diamonds and I wore rings and pearl earrings. "No, Miss Zannelith. You don't look overdone. You look perfect." The makeup artist complimented my appearance. He was a charming man with a thick French accent in English. I had to think to understand what he was saying. The makeup artist walked over gracefully and picked up a small crown to decorate my head. I felt it was too much so I refused it. "Actually... your father told me to make you look glamorous, expensive, and luxurious. But if you refuse, perhaps these diamond powder hair clips can be used." The makeup artist was not out of ideas. I just gave in as she attached the clips to the sides of my head. The makeup artis