Scrambling to Be the Father of His Ex-Wife's Kid novel Chapter 128

After he spoke, he put on his clothes and left. Then, there came the noise of the car engine starting from downstairs.

I could not help but sigh. People were envious of Theo for being rich, but no one knew how difficult it was for him.

The world had always been fair. One would have to put in more effort than others if one wanted to have more.

After a while, I fell asleep again.

However, I was woken up by Theo's phone call.

"Hello." I tapped on the answer button in a bleary state.

"Rise and shine, lazy little bug." On the other side of the phone, he spoke in a teasing tone with a happy voice. It seemed that he was in a good mood.

"Get up." It was indeed late. I got out of bed in a hurry.

"Hurry up and wash up. Keith is waiting for you downstairs. Come and have your breakfast in the office." I could hear other voices from his side. He was probably busy.

"I'll have breakfast at home."

"I'll be waiting for you." He hung up the phone after he

said that.

I was startled for a moment. Then, I hurriedly washed up and went downstairs. Keith was indeed sitting in the living room, looking serious with a straight posture. Miss Woods looked clueless as she sat beside him.

Miss Woods smiled when she saw me and said," Assistant Lang was ordered by the young master to fetch you to the office for breakfast.”

"Alright." I could not reject since Keith was already here, so I followed him out.

While we were on the way there, Keith stopped the car in front of a hotel’s entrance. He turned his head around and said, "President Lane, the president asked you to choose what you'd like for breakfast and bring i t to the office to eat with him."

I was upset. Theo was really something for bringing m e out early in the morning, claiming that he would buy me breakfast when in reality, he wanted me to buy breakfast and send it to him.

Since I had come all this way, I could only get out of the car. The breakfast here was sumptuous and a mix of local and international foods. They had almost everything here.

I was still angry, so I deliberately chose oatmeals and buns for him. Theo did not like to eat these. Who told him to torture me so early in the morning?

Keith, who was following behind me, saw this and was startled for a moment. At last, he took some milk, sandwiches, and some other Western breakfast items, silently putting them all in a big paper bag.