Chapter 197: Flour Bond

When Amia saw Steve’s face covered in flour, she couldn’t help but burst into laughter. “Mr. President, you should really take a look in the mirror. Your face is covered in flour,” Amia said, still giggling. At that moment, Steve realized he had flour in his eyes as well. “Amia, could you help me with the flour on my eyelids? It’s making it hard to keep my eyes open,” he said. Hearing Steve’s request, Amia quickly dampened a tissue with water and stood on her tiptoes to gently wipe the flour from Steve’s eyelids. As she got closer, she noticed his long eyelashes and finely chiseled features up close for the first time. His face was so strikingly handsome that it almost didn’t seem real, like it had been sculpted by a master artist. After clearing the flour from his eyes, Amia also helped wipe the rest from his face. Just then, Stina walked in, witnessing the scene and couldn’t help but smile mischievously. “Wow, brother! Sister Amia! Are you two playing some kind of game? Sorry to