Gemma Bessemer returned home from work and received messages from Yu Wei and the other. She glanced down at her phone, her slender fingers tapping on the screen, and quickly replied. Then, she looked over at Frederic Bessemer, who was sitting on the living room sofa, flipping through a financial newspaper, and said with a smile, "Dad.""I have something to take care of, so I'll be going out for a bit.""I won't be home for dinner tonight."Gemma Bessemer's eyes curved into a soft, playful smile, her voice filled with a hint of coquettishness. Frederic Bessemer paused in his reading, glancing at her sideways. He let out an ambiguous, cold snort before saying indifferently, "Going to see that Fan again, are you?"Though phrased as a question, it was clearly a statement. Gemma Bessemer froze for a moment, silently letting Fan Zhexiu take the blame. After all, she couldn't exactly tell the truth, could she?Seeing his beloved daughter's silent admission, Frederic Bessemer felt a heada
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