Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 1874

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After trimming the final leaf, Conrad examined his work intently.

Once satisfied that it was flawless, he gestured for the servant to take it away.

He added a specific instruction, "Remember to water it and ensure it gets some sun every day."

"Yes, sir."

As one servant retreated, another immediately stepped forward with a hot towel. "Please wipe your hands, sir."

"Mhm."

Conrad took the towel. Every movement he made carried the authoritative aura of someone in power.

To be fair.

In his youth, he had been an impressive figure, managing Caelus with an iron fist and great efficiency.

But as he aged, he became increasingly arrogant, complacent, and obstinate.

Many of the decisions he made now were enough to make anyone furious.

"And the flowers in the right corner—keep them out of the direct sun."

He continued giving leisurely orders, seemingly oblivious to the fact that his son was waiting for him.

"Yes, sir," the servant carefully noted.

"You may leave."

After wiping his hands, he tossed the towel back onto the tray, finally turning his attention back to the room.

Channing was not standing respectfully in the center of the room as expected.

His eyes flicked to the side chair, and his brow instantly furrowed.

Displeased, he snapped, "Did I tell you to sit down?"

"No." Channing tilted his head slightly, meeting his gaze with absolute indifference, answering in a serious tone, "And?"

*Cough, cough...*

Conrad nearly choked on his own breath, the disgust in his eyes deepening. "It's been so long, yet you haven't grown up one bit."

"Same to you."

He locked his phone and picked up a lychee from the table, peeling it slowly. "It's been so long, and you're still as thoroughly unlikable as ever."

"Channing—"

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