Chapter 13

Ms. Susan prepared some tea. She noticed the gloomy look on Kim’s face, so she then turned her attention to the dining table and realized what happened. Then, she walked up to Kim and said with a smile, “Ms. Jackson, do you want to have some tea while waiting? It takes a while for the young master to finish his breakfast.”

Kim regained her senses and quickly put on a smile as if the dourness on her face never happened. She took the tea from Ms. Susan and thanked her before she went over to the living room.

While Ms. Susan was tidying up the toys on the other couch, she unintentionally asked, “Ms. Jackson, it’s the weekend. Why are you here so early?” Ms. Susan was merely trying to be polite.

Kim did not meet Blake yesterday morning, and she came by even earlier today. She even wanted to sit down at the dining table and have breakfast with the family.

He usually stayed at home during the weekend if he had nothing to do. When he was at home, Kim was not needed to tutor Winson. Besides, when she was hired as Winson’s tutor, her contract stated that she only needed to tutor him on the weekdays. If she was needed on the weekends, she would be informed earlier.

Kim was a smart person, so she knew what Ms. Susan was trying to say. She looked at Blake and said, “I worked extra late last night, and when I could finally sleep, it was already morning, so I decided not to sleep altogether. I don’t have anything to do. That’s why I decided to drop by.”

“Huh?” Ms. Susan failed to react to Kim’s answer. It took her awhile to process it because it sounded both reasonable and unreasonable at the same time.

While Ms. Susan was processing the answer, Blake had finished his breakfast and walked over. Kim took a set of documents from her bag and stood up to tell Blake, “Mr. Ferguson, these are the details about the embassy. Please have a look if it’s useful. If it’s not good enough, tell me and I’ll change it to suit you.”

Blake took the document and went through it briefly. He said, “Thank you for your hard work.”

“It’s nothing. It’s my pleasure to help, Mr. Ferguson.” Kim subtly glanced at Jessica and Winson at the dining table when she said that.