Chapter 17 Coffee

"Why are you here?" Sabrina felt a sudden jolt in her heart. She never expected to be so unlucky, bumping into Travis every time she walked out. What kind of absurd fate was this! She didn't want this kind of fate at all. If she had known she would run into Travis, she would have definitely arranged to meet Georgia in the studio, rather than risking it by coming to the cafe. "For coffee. You look busy?" Travis pursed his lips, his gaze sweeping over Sabrina. "Miss, your coffee." The waiter appeared just in time, alleviating a bit of Sabrina's embarrassment. She lowered her head, subconsciously taking a few sips to calm her restless heart. The waiter was surprised by Sabrina's actions. "Miss, be careful..." "Sss." Her mouth was burnt. Before the waiter could finish, the coffee in Sabrina's hand splashed down. Everything happened in an instant, catching everyone off guard. The cup hit the floor, splashing some coffee and even staining Travis's pants. Travis's gaze darkened as he watched his meticulously maintained suit pants tainted with coffee. Feeling an inexplicable discomfort, his frown deepened. In an instant, Sabrina stood up, ignoring the pain in her tongue as her entire top and trousers got soaked with coffee. She looked down at the cup on the floor, noticing the conspicuous stain on Travis's suit pants. A flash of the information she had previously gathered about Travis crossed Sabrina's mind. This man had a cleanliness obsession! A severe one at that! The last person who dared to do something like this in front of him had lost her job. Sabrina forgot about the coffee on her body, her mind filled with an onslaught of thoughts. "What to do if I offend a big shot?" "Is there a way out after accidentally spilling coffee on a big shot with severe cleanliness OCD?" "How to save oneself when offending a big shot?" She stole a glance at Travis's expression. His eyebrows were forming small peaks. Sabrina grew even more anxious. She kept her head low, awaiting her fate. The next moment, she heard the man's icy voice. "Did the coffee also spill into your brain?" If not for his expressionless face, Sabrina would have suspected Travis of mocking her. Upon hearing Travis's words, the waiter couldn't help but chuckle. Realizing his mistake, he quickly covered his mouth. They were professionally trained, never supposed to break into laughter while working unless it was genuinely hilarious. "You know how to crack a joke." Sabrina awkwardly forced a smile, gazing at the man. She only relaxed when she was sure he had no intention of harming her. The waiter suppressed his laughter, offering a wet tissue to Sabrina to clean up. "Miss, would you like to freshen up in the restroom first?" "Lead the way." Sabrina dabbed at the stains on her body with the wet tissue, though it didn't help much. Inside the restroom, Sabrina called Nicole, briefly explaining the situation and asking her to bring a set of clothes. Nicole agreed and promised to deliver them promptly. Sabrina waited in the restroom, passing the time in boredom. Not long after, Nicole arrived in the parking lot. She carried the clothes, waving to kids inside the car. "Darlings, stay put here and wait." "Got it!" Zoya nodded obediently. Stepping out in high heels, Nicole headed towards the elevator. At the same time, in another elevator, Travis and Mark stepped out together. "Travis, you are hilarious!" Mark chuckled heartily, slapping his thigh. The laughter of Mark echoed in the spacious parking lot. Travis's face darkened, his voice cold. "If you don't want to be taken back to your company tomorrow, then shut up." "Sorry." Mark didn't want to face those old folks at the company. The two walked towards the car. Not far away, a cute little head popped out of the car window. Zoya peered out, spotting Travis. She exclaimed to her siblings, "Look, it's Daddy!" Teresa cast a cold glance at Travis, retorting indifferently. "He's not Dad yet." She had yet to accept this man as their daddy. Yusuf gazed at the man outside when suddenly a gleam appeared in his eyes. "Nicole mentioned that Mom accidentally spilled coffee on herself. I notice that there are also coffee stains on daddy's pants." Upon hearing that, the kids looked towards Travis's pants. What does this signify? It implies that mommy was just with daddy! "I never expected Mom to be so anxious to get dad back. We must help Mom!" With beautiful, large eyes swirling, a mischievous thought emerged within Zoya. Observing Travis and Mark preparing to board the car, Zoya pushed open the car door and turned to her siblings. "Let's go to Dad!" Zoya joyfully bounced towards Travis, only a short distance away. She could still catch up. Kevin wanted to stop her, but she had already run out. "Let's follow," Kevin said. They exited the car and caught up with Zoya. They couldn't allow their younger sister to act alone, even if the other party was their daddy! "Can you open the door?" Mark was fastening his seatbelt, preparing to drive away when he suddenly heard a voice coming from outside the car window, followed by a few knocks on the door. Peering out the window, he saw a petite figure with her adorable big eyes gazing at him. Mark's heart softened. Unexpectedly, this Travis look-alike face could be so adorable! "What's the matter, little one?" Mark gestured towards Travis, pointing outside, indicating for him to look. As a few adorable kids caught up, Zoya wore with a pitiful expression. "We got separated from Mommy. Can you help us find her?"