His Smile Fades

Fred raised his eyebrows at Phillip and became interested.

"Mr. Phillip, it seems that you don't know Ann. She has always been independent-minded, so she doesn't like being manipulated."

Fred's words reminded Phillip of what Ann had said before.

Phillip always forced Ann to accept everything he gave to her, so Ann hated his possessiveness and selfishness.

Phillip frowned.

But Fred remained calm.

"Mr. Phillip, why not listen to Ann's opinion?"

Before Phillip could speak, Fred took out his phone and called Ann.

As soon as the phone was answered, Fred put her on speaker.

Ann said softly, "Hello, Fred?"

When Phillip heard her sweet voice, he looked even gloomier.

"Have you decided what to eat for lunch?" Fred asked with a gentle smile.

"I remember that you said that the first thing you will do when you return to the country is to eat Hungarian Goulash. Why don't you have this for lunch?"