Love At The Right Price

Chapter 26

As she thought about what happened last night, Tamara couldn’t look directly into Frank’s eyes at all. Seeing him walking toward her with the tray in hand, she subconsciously turned away to avoid looking at his face.

“You can put it down. I’ll eat it in a while.”

“I made some soup to sober you up. Drink it.” He had never been a talkative person. If it were another woman, he would not bat an eyelash at them at all. However, as he faced Tamara now, he couldn’t act : indifferent at all.

Tamara bit her red lips, not knowing how to face Frank. Her temples were still sore and painful, but just as she stretched out her hand to rub it, the bowl of dark soup had already been fed to her mouth.

She turned her head to face Frank’s serious eyes. He looked at her steadily and said with a somewhat forceful voice, “Drink.”

“Fine, I’ll drink it. Why do you have to be so fierce?” Tamara did have a terrible headache. Thus, she stopped the haughty act and opened her mouth, putting the spoon in her mouth.

It tasted awful, and Tamara frowned at the smell. However, when she looked at Frank’s eyes, she couldn’t bear to throw the soup away. Left with no choice, she could only hold her breath and drink it

all.

Frank probably knew that the soup didn’t taste good, so he quickly fed her hot porridge.

The porridge was made of coarse grains, which was nourishing for the stomach in the morning.

Tamara quickly grabbed the bowl from Frank’s hand and made quick work of the porridge. After eating the hot porridge, her stomach was warm, and her overwhelming nausea had been reduced by a lot. Nevertheless, she still felt a little weak, so she sank into her blankets again, revealing only a pair of big and clear eyes.

Frank looked as though he had no intention to leave at all. He sat quietly by the bed without saying a word and just stared at her, making her heart flutter.

Some time later, Tamara finally couldn’t stand the weird atmosphere and mumbled, “Thank you for sending me back last night, and thank you for taking care of me all night.”

“If I’m not around in the future, don’t drink so much.” Frank narrowed his eyes, replying in a tone that was not quite gentle.

If the events of the previous night happened to Tamara while he wasn’t there, any man would be able to take her away.

As he thought of the possibility of this happening, Frank’s eyes darkened, and a chill emanated off his body.

Tamara wasn’t the kind of person who would mess around either. At his warning, her gaze warmed slightly, and she coughed lightly before replying in a soft voice, “I know.”

After taking a day off, Tamara felt a lot better and was just about to officially take over Colt Enterprise, but she remembered that school hadn’t started for Tim, and Frank didn’t follow the contract agreement. Rather than fooling around in bars, it was better for him to stay at home and take care of their son.

She believed in the security here, but accidents could always happen.

So, Tamara raised her eyes and stared at him, saying in an unkind tone, “Frank, I’m going to the

company, but I’m worried about my son being alone at home. Go back and take care of him.”

Her son was so well-behaved and obedient that he would even kiss her when she went to work to reassure her.

“All right.”

Half an hour after Tamara had left, Harold came to Villa No. 88 at Springvale Place uninvited and rang NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

Tim glanced at his father. “Is that guy outside the door your friend? He looks like an idiot.”

Frank got up with a look of disgust and opened the door.

“Kid?” Harold immediately rushed up and directly ignored Frank, striding past him.

Tim looked at him blankly, his features a carbon copy of Frank’s.

Harold’s eyes lit up immediately, and he circled around Tim a few times. “What’s your name, kid?”

“Tim Randall.”

“You didn’t take Frank’s surname?” Harold was surprised. Frank’s such a traditional man. How could he tolerate this?

When he turned around to look, Frank was staring at him with an insincere smile, his eyes full of murderous intent.

Tim didn’t expect this man to have such a low emotional intelligence, and he couldn’t help but smirk. “Mister, I’d choose my words carefully if I were you.”

Harold smiled bitterly as he groaned inwardly, Goodness gracious! He’s the spitting image of his father. No doubt, he’s gonna become a wizard in the future!

As the two men took care of the young child, Frank was hit with a burst of fatherly love and wanted to make things up to him. So, they went to the home theater in the basement, where there was a game room. Which boy didn’t play games when they’re young? How miserable is that?

Seeing the game machines, Harold’s eyes lit up. He was quite skilled at this.

However, he didn’t expect to be severely defeated by Tim in a few shooting matches. As he looked at the black screen in front of him, Harold couldn’t help but start to doubt himself. Are kids these days this good at games? Or have my own skills regressed?

“It’s too easy. Son, are you hitting a machine?” Frank patted his son’s head. Outstanding, that’s what my son is!

“If you’re so good at it, go ahead.” Harold moved out of the way and looked at him provocatively.

At this, Frank sat down, and as a result, Tim who had completely beaten Harold was immediately defeated by Frank.

“Kid, you didn’t go easy on him, did you?” Harold tried his best to fight to the bitter end.

Tim was not happy in the first place, and his expression darkened when he heard this. He directly repeated Harold’s words at him. “If you’re so good at it, go ahead.”

Harold was speechless. I give up. This family is full of monsters, he thought.

At this time, after Tamara took control of Colt Enterprise, she immediately reorganized the company inside and out. Within a few days, she fired all of the unconvinced senior executives. Those senior officials were still waiting to see how the company would operate without them.

As a result, there were substitutes to replace them in the next second, and highly skilled individuals with strong résumés appeared, shocking everyone to the core.

Even some big names from Wall Street were willing to work as lowly directors, and various professional managers that major elite companies wanted to dig showed up to work as managers as well.

They couldn’t fathom the kind of capital power their boss held.

After seeing her terrifying connections, everyone turned into her fan and began working for her wholeheartedly.

Tamara took the documents and turned to the project collaboration form handed over by Hardy Group. When she saw the familiar name-Evan Hardy-a trace of hatred flashed in her clear eyes, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

After Hardy Group joined Randall Industries a few years ago, they had indeed risen in Deacon Town. However, because of his poor management over the years, the company wasn’t doing as good as before anymore. In addition, he was a cruel person and had offended many people. As a result, the current Hardy Group was no longer the same as before.

On the surface, it was still a large group with unlimited power, but in fact, there had been a gradual economic crisis, a shortfall in project funds, and various other problems.

Evan couldn’t wait to cling onto the lifeline that was Colt Enterprise and enter the lucrative pearl industry so that his funds could be quickly returned. So, he was frantically trying to contact the person in charge at Colt Enterprise.

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These days, phone calls and text messages kept coming in, and Tamara watched as the shares of the Hardy Group approached a halt several times, her expression unmoving as usual.

Tamara handed the document to Lucy. “Schedule the meeting with Hardy Group at the very end.” I’ll have them dwell in anxiety like a cat on hot bricks.

Tamara drove home when she clocked off work in the evening. She was fine at work, but now that she was off work, she worried about Tim, and whether Frank went home in time to take care of her son, along the way home.

But as soon as she got home and saw her surroundings, Tamara’s expression instantly darkened. “Frank! What on earth did you buy?”

The house was full of snacks, toys, and mecha action figures. Did they buy the entire grocery store home? This is how he’s spending the three million I gave him?

Tim ran away and hid behind Frank, blinking his wide eyes. “Daddy bought all of this. Are you angry, Mommy?”

Seeing Tamara yelling at his son so fiercely, Frank dotingly lifted Tim in his arms and said with a frown, “Are you usually this strict to my son? How can a child live without toys? The son of Frank Holt can afford as many toys as he wants!”