Capítulo 61: Worsening work atmosphere

Knoa swung his feet back and forth as he sipped on his juice while observing his father. He frowned after looking at the tray of his father's food untouched. His small feet tried to reach his father's legs below to gain his attention, but as he stretched his body, he slightly slid on his chair.

Thud.

The small sound of his glass hitting the table quite loudly snapped Knox's dazed state.

"Knoa!" He quickly leaned forward to catch the glass that almost spilled its contents over his son's head. He then whirled over to him after safely placing the glass on the table. "What are you doing, little guy? Why are you slipping out of the table? Do you want to get down?"

Knoa grinned. He successfully caught his father's attention. Knox swept him up and fixed him on his chair properly, then he knelt beside him and checked his seat. Knoa lifted his small hand and rubbed his father's head, mumbling in his tiny voice, "Papa looks…not here."