Confused

Jody Wilson turned to his wife quickly. "I'm not scolding our daughter Camila. I'm just giving her advice not to work overtime, winter is here. It would be better if she could come home on time."

"I know you're worried about your daughter, but we'll talk later after we finish eating," Mrs Camila said softly as she squeezed her husband's hand that was on the table.

Jody Wilson followed his wife's advice, he stopped talking and allowed Elena to eat first. Too much overtime made Elena's body shrink quite a lot and the husband and wife were worried about the condition of their only daughter.

After finishing the glass of warm milk that her mother prepared earlier, Elena then grabbed a handkerchief and gently wiped her lips. "Ok, I've finished eating. So now what do you two want to tell me?"

Mrs Camila let out a long sigh. "Is your job as the CEO's secretary that tough, honey?"