The Day I Kissed An Older Man novel Chapter 1518

Corinne's eyes darkened, and she retorted, "And you think I'd be able to accept the news from other people?"

"Boss… We never stopped looking for the kid for the past three years. We plan to tell you after we've found him. I know this doesn't make it up for lying to you, though. You can punish us however you want."

Corinne asked Xante to come up not because she wanted to punish her but because she was worried she and Aaron would keep things from her again in the future out of worry for her.

"At my current state, there's nothing I can't handle anymore. So you need to tell me the truth no matter what happens in the future. Understood?"

"Yes, Boss!"

Corinne looked up at the full moon. Her eyes narrowed for a second. "By the way, what's going on with you and Sunny?"

Xante grimaced at the mention of Sunny. She could already feel a headache coming.

"That kid is probably trying to take revenge on me for dumping him three years ago."

Corinne turned her head to look at her suspiciously. "You don't like him in that way?"

Xante pushed up her gold-rimmed glasses. "Not really."

Corinne narrowed her eyes. "Just ignore him if you really don't have feelings for him. I'm not trying to meddle in your business, but I'm worried you'll get hurt."

Xante nodded. "Don't worry, Boss. I know what I'm doing."

Corinne offered no response to that. There was a time when she thought she knew what she was doing as well. She used to be so sure that she would never get hurt by a man, yet the outcome was ironic.

Worried that 'Benjamin', who was sleeping next to him, might get a cold, Jeremy opened his eyes, sat up from the bed, and turned to look at the window to see if it was open.

Under the faint moonlight, he saw the curtain dancing in the breeze.

'No wonder it's so cold. The window's open after all. But how?' he thought.

This just added to the mystery since he was sure he had shut the window tight before he went to sleep. Logically speaking, barring a typhoon, it would be impossible for the window to be blown open.

However, there was no storm in sight at that moment.

Except for the faint moonlight, there was no other light in the room. Even though Jeremy could only see shapes and shadows, he could feel a presence that was not his own nor his son's.