"…"
The office was quiet.
Sean, the executive assistant, gave his glasses a push. Then, he walked over and closed the door, cutting off the gossipy gazes of those in the secretary's office outside but also arousing everyone's intense curiosity.
Chester weakly tried to tempt him. "Think about it, Justin. A soft, tender, and adorable daughter—don't you want one?"
The way he described it caused the sight of Pete playing with Barbies to flash across Justin's mind. A sharp glint instantly flashed in his eyes and with a warning tone, he asked, "What are you thinking of doing?"
Was he thinking of having Pete undergo some kind of outraging operation?
Chester was so scared that he cowered and stammered, "J-J-Justin, really! You can also have a daughter! I-if you go to Nora, you'll be able to have both a son and a daughter!"
Justin, "?"
His first reaction was to breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he hadn't brought up Pete…