Love At The Right Price
Chapter 12

Love At The Right Price Chapter 12

Chapter 12 He Has to Be a Top Host

Frank pursed his lips. This car isn’t even worth as much as the average price of all the cars in mygarage, he thought.When the three arrived, Tamara got out of the car leisurely with her son in her arms.She said to Frank behind her, “Bring the stuff in.”Frank’s handsome face grew more and more sullenand taut as he made one trip after another to move their belongings into the house. After getting thelast of their belongings inside, he was inwardly boiling with rage. Damn that woman! To think that shereally used me as free labor while she played with my son!However, the instant he turned around, Timheld out a warm towel to him with both hands while blinking his big, round eyes. “Let me wipe yourface, Daddy!”In an instant, the anger inside Frank vanished. He bent down and scooped Tim upeffortlessly with an arm. As expected of my son—my own flesh and blood.Hugging Frank around theneck, Tim blinked his big eyes while saying in a sweet and adorable voice, “Daddy, I wanna eat hotpot.”How could Frank not comply with such a small request from his son? He replied, “Okay, I’ll treatyou to a hot pot meal.”Tamara changed out of her dirty clothes, choosing a simple outfit before tying upher hair to reveal her slender neck. When she came out of her room, she saw Frank holding Tim in hisarms; the father and son seemed to be in a jolly mood as they talked and laughed. In an instant, shewas filled with jealousy. It’s been just a day, yet Timmy has let this guy hold him in his arms and evensmiled at him.Seeing his mother coming out, Tim said merrily, “Mommy, Daddy’s gonna take us to eathot pot.”The man turned to look at her.Tamara was startled for a moment. She had to admit that theman was priced so high for a reason. Perhaps because of the heat, the man had the sleeves of hiswhite shirt rolled up to his elbows, revealing his strong and well-developed forearms. With his broadshoulders, slim waist, long legs, and dashing good looks, he looked really attractive. What a sexyyoung hunk. A top host—he has to be a top host!Casting her amorous thoughts aside, she pulled along face at her son. “It’s you who wants to eat hot pot, no? Well, you can’t!” Thanks to Tim’s poorhealth, he had to avoid eating such heaty food.What a ferocious tone of voice! Frank knitted his brows.“It’s just hot pot, yet you wouldn’t allow him to have it. Is this how you’re treating my son?”Timimmediately chimed in, “Mommy is nice to me. It’s really tough for her to take care of me by

herself.”Tamara was infuriated by Frank’s words. Anyone can speak ill of me, but not this guy—he’s thelast person on earth who has the right to do so! “Where were you, then? I’m the one who raised Timmy,and now he’s over four years old!”Frank’s eyes flickered for an instant before his gaze shifted back tothe woman who was frothing at the mouth.Tim pressed his lips together while stretching out his handstoward Tamara to let her hold him in her arms. Wrapping his tiny arms around her neck, he saidobediently and nervously, “I was wrong, Mommy. I don’t wanna eat hot pot anymore. Please stopquarreling, okay?” He knew that his mother always had his best interests at heart.Frank gave Tim asmile before forcibly tugging the woman into his embrace with his long arms. “Your mom and I weren’tquarreling. We’re just discussing things in a somewhat louder voice.”Tamara looked daggers at theman, only to give up struggling under his warning stare. Nevertheless, she felt guilty toward her son.After falling silent for a while, she gave in, saying, “Okay, fine. Hot pot it is. But we’re only gonna haveplain broth hot pot.”“Aw…” Timmy mumbled in disappointment.Frank’s eyes darkened, and he sidedwith his son. “The half-and-half hot pot is the bottom line.”The air became tense all of a sudden. In theend, with two votes against one, the three agreed to have half-and-half hot pot.Frank drove the motherand son to a hot pot restaurant owned by Harold.Now that he could eat hot pot at last, Tim was overthe moon. With Frank covering for him, the boy quickly stuffed himself with food cooked in the spicybroth when Tamara wasn’t noticing, so much so that his little mouth was all greasy.Ring… Ring…Suddenly, Frank’s cell phone rang. He took a glance at the caller ID, and it was the butler at the HoltResidence. After walking a few steps to the outside, Frank answered the phone, only to hear thebutler’s panic-stricken voice on the other end. “Young Master, Old Madam isn’t feeling well. Pleasehurry back and take a look.”