Mommy for Billionaire's Daugther

Not for style, really. But the phone does have a large capacity and sufficient features to sup

es... It coincided with Ronan's tuition money. Her younger br

ng expenses and tuition. Tasya helps with half of it. Meanwhile, her younger sister,

penny on her siblings' education. There's no sense of obligat

one screen to keep it clear and also to use it as a mirror. Although the face that appears there is ordinary. It's already covered by ban

ing th

next to her, filled with notes. Nothing should deviate from the schedule she has matched with Nathan's. She

at the office and outside the office. Mayb

ing her to stare at eac

e of

pital Hall, Sunday at ten in the morning. Don't forget

eyes also begin to pay attention to her slightly thin arms. "Working hard like a h

ghter, it is abruptly silenced by

ng on her forehead as Nathan suddenly places a stack of files on her desk. "Check

make the work as neat and detailed as Nathan wants. Although she still makes mistakes sometime

d anything fro

d contacting her, but th

anyone know that we sudde

falls

lf. Like now. Although Nathan knows what Tasya is working on. He gives all the instructions re

ve a meeting with

endar, which she circles in blue. It says, 'annual report and

seventy-five percent of Nathan's work, has started to understand her boss's work rhythm. Her hands q

eed to conti

rows furrow.

. And don't let anyone else

nfusion. "What's going on? Are we p

as

Understood. I'll bring the fi

ere

our daughter asked me t

I have to go home w

ou. Taking a taxi with me t

u take comp

hat you're saying, sir. Accord

d at the Rolex on his left wrist. "Di

s arrival for lunch with you. Two of his assistants will be joining as well. I have prepared the discu

ents. Occasionally, he furrowed his brow, but then a smile appeared. "All right. Prepare yourse

right

he wouldn't be returning to the office. But something felt off

d to a small frame showing a white-painted

nating blood, sir," Tasya repl

seen it bef

emed slightly different, he would ask. And it seemed like

d to donate blood regularly. I don't have ti

lying someth

ed her brow

have time to donate blood anymore. Is yo

ny reason or cause. Just like now! And one thing is for sure, he's too sensitive. If we use the terms used by

Nathan r

f their room. "Don't take too long. Finish your working h

sensitive Raptor!" Tasya mutte

you talki

*

n't bear the thought of the little girl facing her sixth-grade exam alone. Even though the exam format had changed since Tasya wore th

the child manag

les, she was greeted by the familiar figure of an elderly woman; Grandma Sun. A nickname

Sunny Summe

g?" the friendly woman asked? She recognized the girl who dis

hurriedly descended the stairs, holding a large book and a pencil box. H

named Sunny preferred to call her granddaughter by the name N

waste time talking to

she overheard Naina's chatter about her school. Tasya responded enthusiastically. They acted like two close friends mee

tered the house and was greeted by his mother bus

est son approached, she playfully pinched him. "Instead of asking

us." He lowered his mother's hand. No, he wasn't prete

Mommy

what you're a

er explain

est. I don't want to talk about Seira. Just know that she's

. And she has so many praises f

s just someone Naina happened to meet and is nice. But, Mom," Nathan gave a stern warning.