Chapter 127 His Daughter?

Christina turned around slowly, very slowly, and saw Dylan leaning against the door, a smirk on his face. She stared at him for a moment longer, her thoughts racing. 'Oh, how I wish I could smack him with my heels this time. No, Christina, you can't do that! Don't forget you're in the office. Keep up this professional facade. Ugh! I can't get the image of my heel against his head out of my mind. It's so tempting.' Dylan, oblivious to the thoughts running through Christina’s mind, noticed Wendy waving at him. He gestured for her to leave, and she made a face at him like a kid, even bumping into his shoulder on purpose before walking off. "Do you always have to show up at the wrong time?" Christina’s voice held a mix of frustration and resignation, which made Dylan raise an eyebrow. "You don’t let me sleep in peace, and now I can’t even curse you out in peace," she continued. "Curse me to my face if you like. But right now, we need to go for a location inspection," he responded calml