Semua Bab Seducing My Attractive Godfather Everett (English Version): Bab 21 - Bab 27

Misha’s POVPapa went to Manila, and Mama suddenly fell ill. She asked me to go to the farm today to oversee the harvesting of dragon fruits by our workers. There were a lot of pending orders, and they needed to be delivered tomorrow. Mama insisted that I go to the farm to supervise our staff’s work. Apparently, whenever she and Papa weren’t around during harvest time, profits would often be split unfairly. Some of the workers would take home a portion of the harvest to sell on their own, causing losses for Mama and Papa. Nowadays, even a single centavo matters to them, so they emphasized the importance of being vigilant at all times.When I arrived at the farm, I saw that the male staff assigned to pick dragon fruits were just about to start their work.“Good morning, Miss Misha!” they greeted me in unison. I smiled in response.Honestly, I never used to do that before. But now that this farm is all we have left, I figured it wouldn’t be right to keep acting cold. It’s not that I was

Misha's POVConrad and I talked here in front of my parents office cottage. I stared at his face intently as we conversed. He looks so handsome now, a far cry from the playful Conrad I used to know. His posture is commanding, with broad chest and shoulders.He couldn't believe that I, the mischievous and emotional Misha from our childhood, was now standing before him. I even smiled when he said I looked beautiful now. It made me feel silly. Men, always skilled in flattery. But I couldn't blame him; I knew he was being sincere. I kept absentmindedly tucking my hair behind my ear.“What kind of work did you do abroad, Conrad?” I asked, eager to hear updates about his life.“I worked as a chef at a restaurant in Paris. I took a year off here in the Philippines, and they couldn't let me go because I was one of their top chefs there. It’s been a long time since I've been home, so I deserved a year-long vacation,” he said with a grin. “Hey, but I'm not bragging. I'm just stating the facts.”

Misha’s POVYummy Godfather doesn’t know that I can see his movements on my phone. I’m watching him on CCTV right now. I’m amazed at how he slices the meat—he moves like a pro in the kitchen. He’s even marinating the meat. While letting it soak, he chops onions, garlic, and vegetables. I still have no idea what he’s cooking.I thought, if I ended up marrying him, this would be a regular scene in our kitchen. I’d have a husband who’s not only rich but also a great cook.While I was busy watching him, I received a message from Conrad."The chicken afritada I cooked is on its way to your house. I hope you like it."Right after reading his message, a delivery rider honked outside our house. I quickly stood up and went out."For Miss Misha Merdz," the rider said."Is this from Conrad?" I asked.He nodded and handed me a large, bagged-up Tupperware. There was nothing left to pay since Conrad had already covered it."Thank you, kuya."As I was heading back inside, I saw Everett standing at t