The Sweet Taste of Love(8)

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The boy stood at the door and looked over with deep eyes. Light and shadows overlapped, but the bottom of his eyes contained the darkest shade. It was as if his disguise had been peeled off so that he was no longer obedient and innocent.

At that moment, he looked like a keen-witted adult who could manage on his own.

Jason didn't care about Ryan's presence. He didn't even turn around to look at Ryan. He just stared at me as if he was waiting for an answer.

I said in a stern and low voice, "Step aside!"

"Alright."

He shrugged and stood straight. Only a few seconds had passed, but Ryan had walked over. He stood side by side with Jason in front of my desk.

They were almost of the same height, but compared with Jason, his body shape was more like a teenager's.

"Rita, I've concluded my work. We can leave now." Ryan simply ignored Jason and said, "I've booked a restaurant. Now It's just the right time to go there."

Jason, who was standing beside Ryan, suddenly laughed and asked, "