Chapter 67 Passing By
As she spoke, she pointed to the thermos in Hanson’s hand.
When Hanson turned to look at April, she already ran off. He muttered under his breath, “Brat.”
After that, he walked into the ward with a lifted mood.
From the looks of it, Hanson noticed that Vania liked desserts, so he had ordered his chefs to whip up something sweet for him to bring along. In it were also some delicacies shaped like cartoon characters since James was also there.
When he opened the door, Vania and James were staring right at him.
It was as if they were saying ‘Why are you here again?’ with their gazes.
Completely ignoring their surprised gazes, Hanson walked to Vania’s side with the thermos and said, “I was just passing by, so I brought you guys something sweet.”
Who in their right minds would pass by a hospital? Isn’t this hospital quite out of the way?
As this hospital was nowhere near the city center, this meant it was not in a convenient location.
What was even more suspicious was that he could not have just obtained the thermos so coincidentally.
Vania chose not to expose him. Hence, she took the thermos and replied, “Thanks.”
James, on the other hand, pouted in disdain. People who lie will end up like the boy who cried wolf.
Then, he asked somewhat impatiently, “Don’t you have work to do?”
As Hanson looked at James’ expression, which was uncannily similar to his own, he laughed. Looks like this brat still doesn’t know that I’m the president of Luke Corporation.
Then, Hanson replied, “How could I not have work?”
After all, he was the president of a giant corporation with countless amounts of documents needing his signature every day.
James felt annoyed and he shot a look while saying, “In that case, why are you still coming here every day if you have work? Don’t you need to earn money?”
Seeing how annoyed James looked only served to widen Hanson’s smile.
Do we have some sort of misunderstanding between us? Why is he being so hostile? I think that he’s oblivious to the fact that just these few seconds of conversation have generated income far beyond what a salaryman could hope to achieve in his lifetime.
Since James was just a child, Hanson decided to not continue this conversation. Instead, he smiled and pointed to the desserts while saying, “See if there’s anything in there that you like. Try it with Vania. If it’s good, I can let the chefs make more for you two.”
In Hanson’s mind, all kids loved desserts—just like Morales and Morgan.
However, James turned his nose upward at the sight of those cartoon-themed desserts while silently criticizing them inside. How childish. I don’t even like such things. Jacob might actually like these if he was here, though. Seeing how his drool overflows upon seeing anything sweet, I think that he must’ve inherited Mom’s gluttony.
Meanwhile, Vania picked an exquisite-looking dessert and tried it. Her eyes immediately glimmered. It actually tastes quite good, and it’s almost similar to a Michelin-level chef’s quality.
Hanson was quite satisfied when he saw Vania’s expression, deciding that the chef was worthy of a pay raise.
Then, he looked at James and asked, “Why aren’t you eating?”
While looking at the colorful desserts in disgust, James replied, “I don’t like such childish-looking things.”
“Oh?” This made Hanson raise his eyebrow curiously. Interestingly, a mere five-year-old finds such desserts childish-looking.
Perplexed, he asked, “In that case, what do you like?”
James snorted. I like to hack your company’s security system.
