“No, Father,” Desiree counted, “I could not leave them with anyone else. Kalysto is busy working at the moment.”
She then frowned at her father’s suggestions. Not only did he indicate an insult to her children, but he was asking her to dine in the company cafeteria. As she frowned at him, she brought her brows down before she snorted.
“Father, I was hoping that we could have a real lunch together. You know, at a restaurant. If you have to, ask Dimitri for suggestions as to where to eat. He’s told me that he dines with that lawyer friend of his all the time.”