Zivon looked at her coldly and questioningly.
She said, “Help me bring this lunch box upstairs to Maison. I have something to say to Chairman Talton.”
Zivon’s expression was instantly as cold as an ice cave!
This damned woman. She dared to give him an order! And she was dating Stefan!
However, Xavia had already placed the lunch box into his hand before he could get angry. After that, she ran away, dragging Stefan away with her.
She seemed very anxious and moved very fast; she disappeared instantly.
Zivon was so angry that his face had already turned red out of anger, and the blue veins on his forehead were already protruding.
Nathan was afraid that Zivon would scare Maison like this, and so, he hurriedly came up with an excuse to slip away. “Young Master, I will send the lunch box up to the little master.”
“Why should you send it to him? Does he not have any legs himself, and does he not know how to come downstairs to eat on his own?”
Uhm…
“Yes, yes. I will go and get the little master now.” Nathan hurriedly ran upstairs. He could feel his heart beating frantically as he urged Maison repeatedly, “Little Master, you should go downstairs and eat obediently later. Don’t say anything, and don’t ask about anything, let alone bother your daddy today. Your daddy is in a horrible mood.” He should be careful, or he would also get into trouble as an innocent bystander…
Maison frowned as he replied, “Oh.”
Nathan was perturbed as he returned to Zivon’s side. The surrounding air around Zivon was much colder compared to the other places.
Nathan did not dare to speak. Instead, he took care of Maison as he sat him down at the table and opened the lunch box for him.
Maison’s eyes lit up. “Hey! Aunt’s cooking! Where’s Aunt?”
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